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Mar 2018
It is 1:48 am. I am in Flourtown, Pennsylvania or as I like to call it 'home'.
My parents are asleep, my brother is at college. And here I am, by myself again.
See I don't know why I always stay up. I'm terrified of the dark, the great abyss of unknown.
But yet like some abusive relationship, I meet it every night. Those monsters that were in my closet moved to my head.
But they don't scream anymore, they just sit there silently, driving me insane.
I wanna just be numb. Make the feelings I'm afraid to confront disappear. But deep down I know, I'm a ticking time bomb, ready to explode.
See I've been lost for 4 years. I spent college terrified of living.
I didn't know what I wanted to be, I didn't know where I wanted to be, all I knew is I wanted to be home.
I wanted to be in Flourtown, Pennsylvania...

Well here I am.
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J  21/M/Pennsylvania
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