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| This is the Japanese Plum Tree that sits at the side of the house I grew up in. Whenever I told my mom I was running away, I would just climb up this tree and wait till someone came and got me. |
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| In Junior High, I was really dramatic. Now when I told my mom I was running away, I would run to my old elementary school and hide at the top of slide till it got dark. Then I would get scared and run home. |
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| I needed to run away a lot in high school. Run away from drama, school, boys, and work. So I hiked to this bench, even in the snow, and sat for hours, watching the city and thinking. |
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