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Tear-stained cheeks, my mascara was now an ugly smudge after being ruined with all the crying I had been doing for the past hour. I could not recognize myself as I looked through the mirror. The more I stared at myself the more the tears. I could hear them in the next room. Their moans enraged me and made me feel like throwing up. I retched but nothing came out. 

Disgust is what I felt.


My life had turned out to be a chaotic mess and I wondered what I had done to deserve all that. I was a good person or so I believed.

I smiled through the pain and thought to myself that everything was going to be okay. I did not believe that myself but I had to tell myself to keep going or I would be stuck in a loop with my past trying to set myself free...

DAWN.

<p>A pity I came all the way here to have fun with my friends but all I could think about was a guy who packed his things and left. I hoped at his happiest moments he could only think about me but that was just me maybe he had better things to think about than me...</p>

<p>The month went by quickly . I later learned out that Enzo went to Chicago. To do what I don't know and I'd like for it to remain like that. My life has been pretty simple. I've been meeting up with my mum alot. She recently took me to one of her wine testing expeditions she had been invited to . I was her plus one. I have spending alot of my time with Soffie and the boys and I think we've become more alot like family. We're going for camping and am so excited because I never went to camping before. Disadvantages of being a privileged child. By privileged I mean raised by two parents,lived in a glass house with a whole future planned for me.</p>

46.Camping