"Reality is wrong. Dreams are for real."

EDITH?! EDITH?! EDITH?! EDITH?!

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I haven't quite found myself yet, I'll let you know when I do.

I'm nothing more and nothing less than what you're expecting me to be. I'm just a little girl, who's trying her best to find her place, but I'm just those type that can't stay in one place or with a crowd too long. Maybe.. maybe I'm a coward, and I'm scared of being found. Maybe that's why I enjoy being lost.

For some reason, I think of how Mr. Malcolm, my algebra teacher, used to hand out test papers with lots of blank space and tell us we wouldn’t get credit for right answers unless we showed our work. I imagine you working on me as an algebra problem, reducing me to fractions, crossing out common denominators, until there’s nothing left on the page but a line that says x = whatever that is wrong with me. You fix it. I get to go home.