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  • Reads 83
  • Votes 3
  • Parts 4
  • Time 46m
Ongoing, First published Apr 29, 2016
Mature
I want to be nothing, invisible. Washed away in the sand where the waves erased the imprints. It would be better that way, then no one could find me. Bath is a small town in South Carolina and the perfect place to do just that. The past has a way of chasing you down, or mine does at least. I'm terrified of every person I don't know, except him. Why does he make everything feel so different?
Why do people avoid him?
There are a lot of things I'm not sure of in this world anymore. There's only one thing I'm positive about.
him.
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