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Once upon a time, there lived a girl who hated stories that started with "once upon a time".
She had always wanted to escape - to start over completely.
She hated crying and high heels.
When she reached out to people, it was sudle.
Somehow she could touch someone with more simplicity and fewer words than anyone ever thought possible.
Not shy, not foward, she often found herself confused about who she was supposed to be.
But it never kept her from going after what she wanted.
Her inner fierceness and resolve left her in a place where she was never sure where she was going but always sure that it was better.
She had always wanted to escape - to start over completely.
She hated crying and high heels.
When she reached out to people, it was sudle.
Somehow she could touch someone with more simplicity and fewer words than anyone ever thought possible.
Not shy, not foward, she often found herself confused about who she was supposed to be.
But it never kept her from going after what she wanted.
Her inner fierceness and resolve left her in a place where she was never sure where she was going but always sure that it was better.