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Prologue
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"Oh! It's been approved!" Mother gasped, and her hands fly to her mouth. "What's been approved?" Father looks up at her from the table, where he was ..
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They never told my parents what happened. Why would they? For all they knew, I just bumped my head and I'd overreacted. I eventually stopped crying, ..
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The nurse tapped her perfect nail on the glass cylinder, shaking up the clear liquid inside. I glared at her hoping she would notice. Agnes said not ..
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Whirr. I heard the curtains slide open, before the alarm went off. I'd been up for at least an hour, but too warm to venture from the safety of my be..
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"Move faster." The gruff voice accompanied the rough hand that shoved at me from behind, making me stumble into Simon. "Watch it, Tiny." he snarled. ..
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Agnes slowly walked over to her bed and sat down heavily, ignoring me at first. I stood quietly, waiting, and the worker eventually returned, setting..
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But I most certainly wasnotfine. That pill left a thirst in me, an insatiable hunger for morerealemotions, where I could truly feel something. Simon ..
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Sad...
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Lumbering steps, clumsy feet,Out of sync with the beat.Teacher shouts,contortedface,Repeats again the dancer's place.Grabs her bag, storms out the doo..
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