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Run, just keep running Amilia, I had thought. They can’t try and hurt me anymore. “DANG IT!”, I couldn’t run any farther, the lactic acid in my legs was getting a hold of me. Trying take a rest, something happened, something very unusual happened. Lights started dancing around me, in every color imaginable, it felt a little magical. Stealing a glance behind me, those people who were trying to catch me, couldn’t.  A new sensation overtook my body, not adrenaline, but hope. Hope to tell all of the people they were unique and that was a good thing, hope to help, hope to know, just hope. “I found what the world needs, I found what everyone needs! Hope is the answer, yes hope!”, I has shouted letting the world know what it was, letting my own self know what it meant. Not something out of the dictionary but out of my heart.

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