Running away. That's what it feels like when you see her. You felt like driving to the nearest city and party, get drunk, smoke, dance and completely lose it. You had that feeling, that one feeling where the world was yours and you made your own rules. But I don't think she felt that way. I mean, yeah, she was the first person to make the craziest decision, like that one night when she shaved her whole head on stage. Epic moment if I could say. But, I don't think she was running away like the way that I did. It felt more like she was running away from herself. After all... it's Amaraa that we're talking about, aren't we? [. This is my first book so please don't insult the living shit out of me if you think that Stephen King would've wrote it better. Also, it might not seem like it but English isn't my first language, so if the word are written wrong or that my sentence structure is shit, well I'm really sorry, I'll try my best tho. Hope people actually read this book and yk, like it cuz ngl, I've tried so many times to write a story and I always ended up deleting it cuz it made absolutely no sense. Whatever, enjoy :))
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