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On the run

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It was cold.

So fucking cold.

Jenny Hostetler wraps her arms tighter around herself as she mixes through the snow. She was tired. So tired. The cold air nipped at her cheeks as she hugged more. Jenny does not think she's going to do it, and frankly she did not care. She wanted to die. She was homeless, led by a brother and a godmother she did not even know anything about
Poor Jenny : - (
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