I wrote this back in my second year of high school. I only found it while sorting through my documents. The past I'd thought I'd locked away in ice and forgotten is still etched in my memory. The wounds it left have healed and no longer hurt, but they still look so ugly. Even so, I'm glad I went through it.
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It must be true, right? Otherwise, how could it be so real?
I originally thought those silly plots were made up, but later I found out they were true.
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