Natalie's POVThe alarm went off at six.After several weeks, for once, I didn't hit snooze.A minute I stood and looked at the ceiling, and left the silence to fall on me. My room was cold, dark and plain, there was nothing about it that cried home. But it was silent, and silence was enough.I scrambled out of bed and stood before the mirror. The puffs on my eyes had subsided, the traces of the mishap were becoming less painful, but the one in me was still new and sore. I placed a hand on my stomach and shook my head. No crying today.I pulled my jeans, a hideous shirt, and pulled my hair in a sweaty ponytail. Simple. No makeup, no pretense. Just me.Today, I had lectures. Back to the same college, same dorms, same gossips. I did not mean to hide this time.By the time I arrived at the university courtyard, the venue was already in a buzz. It was nearly normal, as the sound of laughter, the sound of feet on a sidewalk and the sound of music in the distance made it feel that way.Exce
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