I sat there waiting, like every other day. Except this time it was in my little town Aylesbury, it was in the sprawling city, Leeds. the sun was setting, i traced the paint chipping off on the window sill with my fingers. The room was empty all i could here was ticking of the old clock in the corner of the decrepid room. I looked around, the golden light of the sun looked down on my light brown hair. I didn't feel safe, that had been left behind with all the memories. This wasn't fair, it never was.
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