Far Away From Home.
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Time. To most people it's a precious thing. Something that they want to cherish, that they want to last forever. People want as much time to live as they can have. But me? For the past 3 years, 2 months, 17 days, 3 hours, and now 56 minutes, I've been trying to make time pass me by. Before then I cherished time like the rest of society. But when the bad times started I wanted to get away. I'm Paige. It's my eighteenth birthday and today could be the best or worst day of my life.
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