*Sigh* 14 years of age. And yet, life hasn't gotten too much better. I have a bit más friends, and am getting along with life pretty well, so what's the problem?
Well, it's....These haunting memories of mine. They keep coming back to me, back when I was nothing más than a mere shadow, hiding all alone in the corner of my school.
It started out as a weird dream.... I was standing on a cliff, and there was a short gap between another cliff that I could've jumped over pretty easily, but the gap got larger.
And it was right then and there that I realized, I was alone.
It seemed like the dream wanted...
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