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By kybiebin BRONZE
O'fallon, Missouri

For the past month, I’ve had a pit in my stomach worrying about tonight. I haven’t been able to contain my excitement for our escape, but part of me is still terrified....
kybiebin BRONZE, O'fallon, Missouri
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By AngelKiss BRONZE
Lexington, Nebraska
AngelKiss BRONZE, Lexington, Nebraska
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Favorite Quote:
"Remember that person that once made you smile widest, you never know when they may be gone," Taylor Rae

RissaG BRONZE, Tustin, California
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Favorite Quote:
"It does not do well to dwell on dreams and forget to live."

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By SammyL BRONZE
Washington, District Of Columbia
SammyL BRONZE, Washington, District Of Columbia
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By Palo4 BRONZE
Riverside, California
Palo4 BRONZE, Riverside, California
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By KatrinaSHUHS BRONZE
Charlotte, North Carolina
KatrinaSHUHS BRONZE, Charlotte, North Carolina
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By aspruill98 BRONZE
Boston, Massachusetts
aspruill98 BRONZE, Boston, Massachusetts
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Favorite Quote:
&ldquo;The world breaks everyone and afterward many are strong at the broken places. But those that will not break it kills. It kills the very good and the very gentle and the very brave impartially. If you are none of these you can be sure it will kill you too but there will be no special hurry.&rdquo;<br /> <br /> <br /> ― Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms

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By Hunter Aycock BRONZE
Skippers, Virginia
Hunter Aycock BRONZE, Skippers, Virginia
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twostepsunset SILVER, Nipomo, California
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Favorite Quote:
&quot;A person&#039;s life purpose is nothing more than to rediscover, through the detours of art or love or passionate work, those one or two images in the presence of which his heart first opened.&quot; <br /> &mdash; Albert Camus