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i love writing. 

i loved writing.

until i started thinking.

for me, writing was my everything, i think

my way to an escape, my way to a love story, my way to another life.

My name is Amelia.  

I am 17 years old 

And I am afraid for my future. 

I am tired of old men 

Deciding how I will live,  

Determining the world in which 

to tell a story 

                    is to give life — 

I listen to music 

On the bus 

With my teal earbuds. 

The songs 

Do not drown out the noise 

Do you remember the time

that you and I

spent in front of the TV?

We watched Disney cartoons

and the world around us

stopped.

I remember 

when nothing else mattered

and we could just be.

And there I stood 

As I watched the last leaf fall 

As I watched him walk away 

Not one glance backwards did he take 

He walked as if he had no worries in the world