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A marginal

I have always felt like a marginal, insignificant, separated and different. I have never fitted anywhere, I was the odd part all my life.

If you have ever been there emotionally and mentally, you know exactly what I am talking about. If everybody else were living in the university city, I was the one to commute and miss all the evening parties. If everyone were sitting nicely for the class picture, I was the one that always stayed behind or a bit out of the harmony with the rest. If everyone was joining an event or activity, I was in the mood for something completely different.

Wherever I went, I never was the right age, the right nationality, the right person.

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