I had tried to convince myself that by running away and changing my name and appearance that I was a different person. The truth was that I wasn't a different person. I was the same scared little girl who ran away all of those years ago.
The name I lived under was a lie, a cover. True I had evolved within myself, found strength where I didn't know I had any, found passion where there used to reside fear.
I used to run but now I turn and face the music, fight back instead of hiding. Look my opponent in the eye as I was dying instead of begging for mercy.
But deep down that scared little girl was still there and it was only a matter if time before she made a reappearance.
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