Runaway
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She made her own freedom... Little did she know her captivity was protecting her life. When I was eight, my dad destroyed my identity and imprisoned me in a safe house. I don't know why he did it. But I guess it doesn't matter much because I'm running away. It's time for me to break free, see the world, live. At least, that's what I thought... before they came for me.
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Chloe and Damion (Chloe's best friend) were polar opposites. Chloe's pov: You and your best friend were polar opposites, You liked bright colours and he wanted black. You were emotional and he was rational. You also worked together at a publishing house, you were in the arts department and he was in the finance department. All of that being said you've been harboring one big secret: you have been in love with him, you have been ever since you first laid eyes on him as a kid. He was often annoyed by you, pushing you away whenever but at least he let you stick around...that counted for something right??? You turned off your tablet and gathered your items to head home. You had just entered the staircase when you heard the voice of one of your coworkers. "She's literally always there," a familiar voice hissed. Him, it was him. "With her highlighter colors and bright hair ties. I can't even hook up with girls because she is always there." You stood frozen as he continued. "She thinks I don't know she's in love with me. It's hard not to know when she stares at me whenever she thinks I am not looking," he groaned. "I wish she would just disappear sometimes." "Dude, that's kinda harsh," said one of his friends. But all you could focus on was that he... wanted you to disappear?

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