Moving Forwards

Moving Forwards

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America. She heard it was the land of freedom, remembered from History how thousands went there to start a-new, 'New England' it was called. She clings onto that hope as she makes the brash decision to just up and leave with little thought and organisation. All she does is book a plane ticket, pack a bag and go, little room for a thought there. She's waiting for something, she doesn't know what, maybe love, maybe freedom or maybe the will to move forwards. What she doesn't know, is that she won't have to wait much longer.
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My life used to be pretty boring. Everything was average. Normal family, normal looks, normal house, normal job, normal life. The only non-boring aspect of my life was my best friend which was only because she always managed to mess it up somehow. I didn't really mind much because it kept things interesting. That is until she disappeared leaving me to care for her fatherless child with nothing more than a few hundred pounds and a sorry note. She did ruin my old life. She ruined everything that I'd actually cared for. My parents hated the fact that I was 'throwing my life away' for a child that wasn't mine. Not to mention illegally. I dyed my hair blue in rebellion. My own way of saying "F*CK YOU!" ...They kicked me out shortly after. I couldn't find a decent job in the area and the rumors became so vicious that I just left and never looked back. Old life: Destroyed, unraveled, completely gone. Let's see how long my new life lasts shall we?

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