Fitting In

Fitting In

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A new school and a new life style. Everythings different and its not only the things are me that's changed. Ive changed, maybe to fast ... will everything come crashing down? Some questions ran through my head. What should I do ? How did this happen? Had I basically asked for this? Was this my fault?
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"Damn it, Mason, you can't fix me. I'm not some used car that needs an oil change." I'm standing at the edge of my driveway. If I take one step towards that house, then I go back to my life. The life I've had since Mason left. Since he abandoned me. If I turn around. If I take one second to look into his eyes. I don't think I'll be able to resist throwing myself in his arms. "I'm shattered, Mason. Like a dusty vase that's been ignored for too long." "You know the best thing about broken vases, Mel? You just need three things to make them whole." I decide to go along with his speech. "Faith, trust, and pixie dust?" I muse. "Tape, glue, and someone willing to fix it. And I'm right here, Mel."

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