Constructive criticism and flames are helpful.
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She was always running. Running from the law, running from people who loved her . . . Running from herself.
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You would think by now she'd be used to running, she would be ready to dash at any moment. But no . . . she always tried to settle down each time, hoping beyond hope this time she could find some normalcy in her life. This city was where she could find a steady gig, she could learn her neighbors' names, make new friends . . . And each time she left she swore, never again.
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"What's the use if I'm leaving in a few days anyways?"
"Why should I even try?"
"I should just give up."
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That's when she listened to one of the many voicemails on her phone, and remembered the faces of her family and friends. That was what she was protecting. No, she couldn't, wouldn't give up now, not when she's made so much progress, sacrificed so much. It couldn't all be for nothing.
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Don't worry . . .
Deny yourself for just a bit longer . . .
They won't mind if you're gone . . .
You're so close . . .
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Lies she told herself so she could keep going.
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She had to keep moving.
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A pair of headlights flashed in the window.
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Guess time's up.
run.