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She didn't think of people much. She rushed to her next class and pushed her way through the crowd. Everyday it was just another day. She'd eat in the morning and sleep at night.
She used to love school, people, and everything.
Everything she had left her when she was young. Casi just wanted to make it to her next year so she could start the same one, the same way.

In Casi's childhood, her father wasn't there much and her mother, well, she didn't know either.

It was hard for Casi to get along with other teens. She didn't understand why 'Instagram' or 'boys' were supposed to be an important part of her life. She was confused by the opposite sex and didn't really care much that she was. What was the point anyhow?
We all die alone anyway.

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