[they wish that people wouldn't get hurt every week, that they wouldn't die every week, that they could just go home - but so much of that hasn't come true.
...but he's right; they can't get complacent. her expression becomes a little more faraway.
home...
her mother, her friends...]
I do, too. [...] No matter how much this place tries to convince us that it is our home, it isn't. It can't be.
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There's a lot we all wish for.
[they wish that people wouldn't get hurt every week, that they wouldn't die every week, that they could just go home - but so much of that hasn't come true.
...but he's right; they can't get complacent. her expression becomes a little more faraway.
home...
her mother, her friends...]
I do, too. [...] No matter how much this place tries to convince us that it is our home, it isn't. It can't be.