Finding Out Who I Truly Am
Meeting Them
My day had started normal. Normal as normal can get. That was until I saw him. I was walking home. It was dark. Night was the favourite part of the day for me. I never liked the sun. But the dark was the best thing that I could think of. My friends call me weird. But who cares.
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