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I've always been afraid of the sun. Mo= m has always said I'm allergic to it and that's why I never go out. I stay = in the shadows alone. I'm pretty much homeschooled. No one really knows I e= xist and it gets lonely. But I'm fine. Alone..for 15 years...yeah. I never = met my dad but mother says he's just another douchebag. I don't know any of= my family, really. It's just been me and my mom with a bunch of medicine f= or this long-life stupid disease.

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I don't know. It's always been weird. = I've never gone outside and touched grass. Mom has always said I can't ever= leave the house or go into the light. The windows are boarded up in the ho= use so the sun doesn't reach me. Mom says there is never going to be a cure= It sucks but it is what it is. I just wish for one day that I can be outs= ide and live freely. I would rather not risk it though, as I'm not sure how= my skin reacts. Mom just says that I get all red and itchy. Ever since the= sun touched me I was never allowed back out.

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I guess I should get to the point on h= ow my mom found out I was allergic. When I got released from the hospital m= y mom took me out and it was a pretty sunny day. Out of nowhere I bursted i= nto tears. My skin turned red and bumps started to take over my body. I was= quickly rushed back to the hospital. Mom says my skin started to peel like= a snake. Ever since then, she never let the sun touch a single part of my = body.

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I feel pretty trapped in my own home a= s I can't do anything. I always search up videos about how it's like to act= ually be outside. It looks fun. Definitely. Sometimes having this disease b= others me as I'm very lonely. I just wish to be outside and to actually hav= e friends. I always hear little kids outside playing and screaming. All I r= emember is playing by myself with a baby alive doll. I'm not sure where it = is now. I think mom threw it out after I turned nine.

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I got an Ipad when I turned 13. I watc= h videos on it and play games. I recently got this ad on this app called in= stagram. It's an app where you can connect with friends. I downloaded it bu= t I've been debating on making the actual account. I don't even have friend= s so what's the point.

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After debating it for two days I made = an account. I thought about how I can actually have a few friends now. I se= t my profile up and now I wait. I followed some of my favorite celebrities.= Boom. I got a notification.

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?Staceysel1627 has requested you.? rea= d the notification.

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I clicked on her account and looked th= rough it. She's about my age and seems really nice. I accepted her request.= I sent a message.

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?Hey :)?

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It was all I could ever think of sending her. I was running in c= ircles in my room. Nervous. I thought I could finally have a friend. It was= a scary feeling but relieved. I wouldn't be so lonely now. How exciting ac= tually. Ping. It was a notification. She replied. Oh how= scary. I opened up the message.

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?Hey! :D?

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I was pretty excited not gonna lie. I made small talk with her a= nd we eventually spent all evening talking. She found it interesting how I'= m allergic to the sun. She didn't believe me at first but after telling her= my whole story of it, she finally believed me. I sighed with relief. I was= n't going to be so lonely after all. It was nice to say that now I have a f= riend. Stacey had to go. She's a swimmer. How nice is that. Swimming with t= he sun. She says she enjoys it. I wish I was a swimmer. I wish I could be l= ike her. A normal girl, out in the sun.

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My mom left to work shortly after. The door slammed shut as she = left. Back to lonely I was. Waiting for Stacey to message me. I sat in my r= oom with boredom. PING. She's back! I ran to my Ipad to = message her. I seemed like a lunatic. I asked how it was. I asked about how= the sun felt and how it was. She happily responded back to my probably ann= oying questions but I was just so curious about it.

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We talked all night and it was probably one of the happiest days= i've ever had. The next morning I woke up and did my homework. By 12pm I w= as done with everything. Back to boredom and loneliness. I didn't want to b= ug Stacey as she had school and went on campus. I wonder what it's like. I = started poking around and eventually went up to one of the boarded windows.= I poked and poked at it until it started to chip. I continued doing so and= then light beamed through a small hole. Was this the sunlight? I moved awa= y quickly as I didn't know how my skin was going to react first-hand. I put= my finger up to the hole. Nothing. Not an itch, burn, bump, or anything. I= poked more to the hole and slowly put my hand up to it. Nothing. Just warm= ness from the sun.

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I sat on my purple rug, confused. All I felt was confusion mixed= with being upset. Was I being lied to my whole entire life. Did my mom lie= to me? Did I waste 15 years of my life inside this house because of a lie?= I never felt so hurt. I heard keys jangling so I quickly covered the hole = I made with a sweatshirt bundled up. My mom entered exhausted from work. I = cut her up some watermelon, her favorite fruit. I served her and then asked= her about how I was born and how I became allergic to the sun. She repeate= d the story with such an ease. She had every detail memorized. I sighed and= went back into my room. I told Stacey about it. She was surprised but does= n't get why my mom would lie to me about such a thing. I slept it off.<= /span>

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I woke up the next morning exhausted. I woke up at 3am and then = couldn't fall asleep until 5am. I kept wondering why my mom would lie. I di= d my daily routine and continued my day,

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My mom left for work as usual. I said my goodbyes and went to my= room. I looked at the sweatshirt then I removed it. The sun beamed through= it. It was brighter and warmer. I grabbed a hammer that was under my m= oms bed. I removed the nails from the board. The sunlight filled my whole r= oom. I got up from my sitting position. There I was, right in front of the = sun. The warmness was comforting. No reaction. That's when I knew for sure = my mom was hiding something.

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I went through her room and looked thr= ough her stuff. Found it. A box under her shoes. It was filled with article= s of a missing child. Was I a missing child? I told Stacey about all of thi= s. She comforted me and made a plan. She told me that when my mom went to w= ork that I would run away and seek help with her. I boarded up the window a= nd acted as if nothing happened.

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A month has gone by. I decided I was r= eady by then. I packed a few outfits in a backpack I found. I hid it in my = bed. My mom left for work and it was go time. I spent 15 years in a house b= eing lied to. I removed the nails one by one. I crawled out of the window. = And there I was. Outside. I touched the grass and ran. I ran far away from = hell. Feeling the warm sun on my arms, back , and face. The warmness spread= throughout my whole body. I ran towards the sun as fast as I could. I was = finally free.

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?C'mon, let's go hiking.? I said, alre= ady loading the backpack.

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?Hiking?? she asked, her dark brows fu= rrowed in suspicion. ?You hate hiking. The only time you would walk for lei= sure is between the couch and fridge.?

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?Wrong. That is for pleasure.? I looke= d up at her and saw her smiling. ?I know you love hiking= And today will be your special day.?

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?My special day? Is it my birthday? Di= d I miss our anniversary??

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?Not yet,? I mumbled under my breath a= s she ran for her gear.

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We parked the car half in the ditch of= a dirt road. It almost let my heart sink, seeing my car tilted an angle in= the dirt, before we continued by foot.

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?Look up,? she said. ?Not a single clo= ud in the sky. You will get your baby back out of the dirt.?

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Walking was her thing. Before I met he= r, she was a long distance hiker. She crossed countries by foot and lived f= or months in a tent. She bathed in the same streams she drank out and alway= s told with a nostalgic laugh, she ?stank like a week old, dead animal. Whe= n she entered towns for resupply, people saw a walking roadkill.?=20

When I met her friends from the trail, they confirmed the sight = and smell. I can't imagine what led to her decision to live like a homeless= , putting herself through the ordeal of surviving from the contents of a ba= ckpack. And neither can I imagine what stopped her.

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?God has a plan for me. And you're the key to it.? She told me m= ore often than I liked.

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?So you're just here, because God told you to?? I asked.

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?No, then I would just be your hot neighbor. I wanted to get mor= e out of the deal.? Her smile was intoxicating. I could feel my veins light= ning up in fire every time when she kindled them with the curve of her lips=

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?Is it like signing a deal with the devil? Did you sell your sou= l to wake up in the same bed as me??

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?Better, I gained immortality!?

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?Vampire! I knew it!? I shouted and ran away. ?Let the daylight = burn you!?

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My heart tried to keep up with delivering blood, which was neede= d in almost every muscle to support my body from collapsing. Lungs bellowin= g like a giants' snore and my head swirled from lack of oxygen. I looked up= from the sight of sweat dripping onto my shoes and saw her balancing with = one foot on a rock, her arms outstretched and swirling. She was a ballerina= disguised as a mountain goat.

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?How far. Did we come?? I asked, having to split the sentence in= to two breaths. She hopped down the rock and frolicked towards me. With a k= iss on the cheek and a fierce embrace around my chest she said:<= /p>=20

?Thank you for hiking with me.? She craned her neck up and even = standing on the tip of her toes, she stood more than a head shorter than me= ?But remind me again, how you manage to not get fat without a trace of fi= tness??

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I learned that we only made it one third of the way so far, befo= re reaching the top of the mountain. It was more of a hill, but with my phy= sical stamina every elevation was a fight against nature.

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?Look, Raul!? She nodded her head in the direction we came from.= I followed her gaze and after a breath or two, I realized what she saw:

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We stood on a rocky path leading uphill; the trail surrounded by= green bushes. Yellow and pink blossoms spread across them, swimming a bi-c= hromed sea. Down the valley, a dense forest covered the ground and only the= width of an unseen road split the canopy of trees apart. It was a marvel t= o see the world from a vantage point with her on my side.

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?You're beautiful.? I said. Already forgotten was the sensory pl= easure nature was offering, and all my attention back to the woman I loved.=

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?Silly. Not me,? she chided me with a = smile. ?Come. If you're not interested in what's behind us, at least let us= find out what lays ahead.?

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After hours of a dread- and painful fi= ght, we arrived on the top. After leaving the leeward side of the mountain,= a soft breeze welcomed us, drying up the sweat which accumulated in my hai= r and beard. I sat down on a rock in celebration of victory, but slipped of= f and fell to the ground like the proverbial sack of rice.

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Isabella slapped her hands on the thig= hs and started squeaking.

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?If that,? she said between gusts of l= aughter, ?causes an earthquake in China, your ridiculous insurance will fin= ally pay off!?

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Thick grass mellowed my fall, and I la= y there like a beetle on its back, not bothering to get up again. Sunshine = had warmed the ground and I could hear the buzzing of insects somewhere clo= se my ears. I turned my head and saw a single 4-leafed-clover amidst a fiel= d of grass and knew this to be the right moment.

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?Come here.? I said, my head towards t= he over saturated blue of sky. The sound of her approaching footsteps were = tender, almost too soft to perceive, as if she hovered and deliberately tri= ed to avoid leaving a mark.

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She stood over me, casting a shadow ov= er my face while the sun left a halo around her head. I smiled and stood up= , slowly growing taller than her. I cupped her head in my hands and kissed = her brow, leaving a faint taste of salt on my lips. Bending down, I looked = in her universe of swirling brown eyes. I found her left hand loosely hangi= ng at her side. I took it and gave it a gentle squeeze, before I sank down = in front of her on one knee.

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?Isabella,? I said trying to keep my v= oice steady, ?you are-?

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?YES I WILL!? She yelled at started da= ncing on the spot.

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?Hey! I got a speech prepared!? I prot= ested, but she wasn't listening anymore. Pirouetting once, then twice. She = jumped on top of me, tumbling us both over back into the grass.

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We kissed and laughed, and we smiled a= nd cried. We did it together, as it was always meant to be.

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?Do you have a ring?? She asked betwee= n kisses.

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?What?? There wasn't enough blood and oxygen left in my brain to= follow the meaning of her words.

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?A ring? You know, circular band, usually made of metal, often w= orn as jewelry??

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?Oh, shit!? I said, ?In your haste you skipped several parts of = the ceremony. Give me a second.? I rummaged in my pants until I found the r= ing. Between my fingers, I turned it slowly for her to see. The engravings = of the inside reflected in the sunshine as she stared at it, transfixed lik= e a child seeing a kaleidoscope for the first time. For the second time, I = took her left hand. This time she was quiet, anticipating. I slid the ring = on her fourth finger and spoke the words I knew she would like.<= /p>=20

?One ring to rule them all.?

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A grumble echoed over the landscape, which turned into a thunder= that shook the earth. I could feel the vibration to the marrows of my bone= s, as if an army of Orcs were marching the lands. We turned and looked but = couldn't see any clouds. The sky was still a spotless blue, and everything = around seemed peaceful as ever.

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A second boom. Even louder and with gr= eater force. We hugged each other and I could feel her trembling. Lighting = hit a few hundred meters away into the woods, leaving a flash in my vision = and a cloud of black smoke over the trees.

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?Where did that come from?? I realized= it was not her, but me trembling.

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?We should go.? She said and stood up = and lifted me with her.

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?Now.?

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?The sky is blue. Where is the thunder= storm?? I looked around to make a sense of what was going on but couldn't f= ind any hint that would lead to an answer.

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Boom.

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A small earthquake hit and I could feel my knees weaken. The ech= o sounded even worse as it carried through the valley.

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Boom.

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More thunder.

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Boom.

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Another lighting strike. Closer this time.