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Stephanie, fifteen years old.
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"I read this quote once when I was a kid: “We live alone, we die alone. Everything else is just an illusion”. It used to keep me up at night. We all die alone. So why am I supposed to spend my life working, sweating, struggling for an illusion? Because no amount of friends, no girl, no assignments about conjugating the pluperfect or determining the square route of the hypotenuse is going to help me avoid my fate. I have better things to do with my time."
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Freddie Highmore,
The Art Of Getting By
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