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Waiting by the light pole watching the tired sun fade, my eyes only focused on the road ahead. Not knowing if anyone would come, or if it will be a another night wasted. No hope on running away from this place, I am here to stay. But like in all of those fairy tales I read, there must be a hero for me. Moon rising slowly, then it will only fade away. A dark house behind me that my only company in there was just a pile of bills that hunt my dreams. An empty place where I hid from the worst of the rain, but not all of it, is a place where I stay. Only if they cared for me more, they would of let this happened to me. Only if someone cared, I wouldn't of have to stay alone. But like how the winter cares for no flowers, no one cared about me.