Looking Back
0. Light, air, the world itself. All new.
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Words have just been spoke, and movements being learned.
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Fighting, yelling emotions untamed. A terrible time.
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Candies and sugars demanded in droves. Someone has a sweet tooth.
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Curiosity comes more naturally these days. Catching fireflies, and watching ants drift about the sand.
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The first of many firsts, school began today.
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Letters have become more recognizable, and books have begun to read themselves
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Zombies run rampant in the jungle of metal and plastic, and the best of friends are made on the playground.
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Another language, seemingly old as time, cursive has just been learned.
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Wires, needles, lights, a spud, and the science fair feels like magic.
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Between addition, subtraction, multiplication, AND division, there's no way math could get any harder!
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The last year of elementary school, and things start feel a bit scarier. There's rumors, every class has a different teacher…
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A new school, with new people, so many so that they’ve all been split up! Old friends are split, but new friends are made.
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Chemicals and formulas are supposed to be memorized, books need to be read, history remembered! Who can even write a four paragraph essay?
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Happiness is a drain on the empty soul. Darkness is the only true beauty in this world, but no one understands…
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A new school again, but something's different about this one. People here seem…taller…
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Freedom gained at last, the road is a blank check, ready for the cashing
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Endless nights, blurry daze, sirens and yelling, never an understanding. The wine cabinet wasn’t always locked.
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A new time. The end of an era. Once a prison, now a childhood home. Once captors and torturers, now somehow, crying parents and caring teachers. How did it get this way? What happens now? All those years before, there had been a goal.
Someone giving orders.
There had been a definite place in life.
But now?
Nothing…
Only freedom, in a world
not so small.