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Jack ran as fast as he could to escape the bitter noise of people and his parents. Why couldn't they just except the fact he didn't want to deal with the world anymore? Just because he wasn't like his 12 brothers shouldn't mean he's the odd one out!
He stopped to catch his breath. before he could rest he heard more countless shouts of , freak , black magic user and druggie. It wasn't his fault he heard the same girls voice in his head.
You can't chose your own perfect little square of life , you need to play your own cards.
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