A Long Ways Home
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She stared longingly at the little girl with the Oreo ice cream in her hand, who was laughing to whatever her mom or dad had told her, she sighed. I used to be like that. She thought to herself. I used to be happy. I used to be normal. I used to be... loved, but life's a bitch and it fucks with you until you are nothing, until you feel nothing. I guess some people just aren't meant to be happy like that. She walked out of the ice cream parlor that she used to go to all the time when she was younger and went home.
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