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Run, Faster. Faster..

I sprang off my bed, furious with myself. I walked over to my desk, and curled my hands into fists. I began shaking. I slammed my fist down on my desk, just so angry. I couldn’t see straight, my thoughts buzzing in my mind, my pulse racing faster and faster with each passing second. I couldn’t stand this anymore; I needed to get away from my house before I seriously flipped out. I ran outside, and headed down the street, farther and farther away from my house. When I was a good half mile or so from my home, I let out a loud moan, and began to scream toward the sky. “ WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO US !? JUST LEAVE US THE FUCK ALONE ; WHAT DID WE EVER DO TO YOU !? WHY DID WE EVER TRUST YOU!?” I was still outraged, and I couldn’t return home like this. I ran farther away from my home, into the woods down the road. I didn’t care if anyone killed me tonight. It would help end the pain I was suffering through.

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