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It's Yet To End
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  • Reads 53
  • Votes 3
  • Parts 3
  • Time 6m
Ongoing, First published Jul 13, 2018
It has been exactly one year. 
one year since I have seen my friends, teachers, and well people i'd (if I had a choice) never like to see or speak to again.  
I left without a word. No goodbye. No explanation. Nothing. 
Unfortunately for me I have to return to school tomorrow. 
I have to face the people I have left.
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