Prologue

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The world is a strange place. It takes a certain person to admit it. To some people, this world they live in, is their world. Everything fits together; it works. For others, this world is a place they rather not be. They rather just run. They want to run far from the life they have, and to them, it’s better that way. The feeling of being unwanted is only something a decent human being can take for so long. One person can only regret so many mistakes. Just leaving is the solution. Leaving makes everything better, because life, it’s not perfect. It never will be. Eleanor Marie could tell you all about this. Eleanor ran. She ran so far that she lost track of everything. Her mind, like a swimming pool, full of thoughts that frankly, many people don’t ever want to think. Full of experiences that no one wants to ever see. Elle wanted to hide, so she did. But she didn’t tell anyone why. In her eyes, they’re worse things, so she kept her mouth shut. And that was that. She kept everything to herself.

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