Escape
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Ongoing4h 17m
Last published Sat, Jun 1, 2013
(On hold, sorry guys!)
This is the story of why I ran and never once took a spare glance back at the life I once had. Of why I escaped my abusive aunt's old, rickety house. Of why I left everything behind in attempt to start something new and happier. Of how. Of what.
And of who held my hand along the journey.
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