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Ongoing, First published Jan 06, 2018
Mature
"How are you feeling?" My therapist asks, truly concerned.

 "A small part of the universe thinking about the universe and how much more of the universe there must be." I answer, staring at the ceiling.
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Emery or 'Punk' is a seven-teen year old girl, who used to live in London, who has moved to California. She tries her best to fit in any crowd, at school, but miserably fails and is turned into a complete outcast. "Punk" is their nickname for her, by the way she dresses to her taste in music and how she can play an electric guitar, makes perfect sense. To them though, it makes perfect sense to them, but not to her. She doesn't understand why, when she walks into school, everyone stares at her, like if she were from another planet.
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