A few years ago, I didn't think this could happen. I was picture perfect, a career ahead of me. But they pushed too hard, my parents. I ran away two years ago and haven't returned. I left everything behind. All of my friends, too. When they call my name, I hope they know I'm not the same. It was hard to survive in the streets, but I'm never going back. This is what happens when you push too hard. Go figure.
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