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How would you feel if the world depended on you to save the future. I don't know how this happened, or why it happened to me. I know I look like a normal teen age girl going threw an emo stage, but where I'm from. No, rather when I'm from this was the trend. I was pretty, popular, the whole deal, and now, now my life has changed. All I remember was that I was walking home after school. Then, I stopped to look at flowers. Now, It's almost 50 years into the future? It's so confusing. It's like the future took me 1000 years later to return me 50 years after. All I know is that it was 2015, and now I'm told it's 2065, and I was presumed dead. The strangest part though, is that I still look exactly like I did when I was taken I'm still 20 years old, but some how I feel...new.
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