When people revert to their cruel, animal selves in the playground, I can't help but think, I feel so much older than them. I feel different. When girls just one year younger than I am are posting hateful messages thinly disguised as concern on the noticeboard, when everyone gets all up in arms about it, I can't but feel... I don't know. Alien.
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But I'm pretty sure the haunted goes away, or at least gets easier to make into a proper bit of yourself.
You wanna come visit us at Vic Lane? I can make my special soup.
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