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...I've never really been exposed to violence or death before arriving here. It was always just something I saw news reporters talk about on the television. I would think "wow! I'm really lucky to be where I am" or "I feel sorry for those people" before going about my day. There was never a time when I had to be scared for my life, or afraid that someone I knew was going to suddenly die. My life was so comfortable...I took it for granted.
But here it's different. There's always a chance I could get sick, hurt, or killed. Opposite is what this all is! I wouldn't be surprised if there's some girl watching a news report on Discedo, staring at me, thinking "gosh! How awful; glad I'm not her" before turning the TV off to go shopping. And I keep thinking, "I should be that girl."
Everything is too real. I want to go home, I don't belong here.
[ooc; Plz excuse her whining. >>; She'll perk up soon enough. ]
But here it's different. There's always a chance I could get sick, hurt, or killed. Opposite is what this all is! I wouldn't be surprised if there's some girl watching a news report on Discedo, staring at me, thinking "gosh! How awful; glad I'm not her" before turning the TV off to go shopping. And I keep thinking, "I should be that girl."
Everything is too real. I want to go home, I don't belong here.
[ooc; Plz excuse her whining. >>; She'll perk up soon enough. ]