[ WP ] An excerpt from the most cliché young adult novel

It was a day like any other day. 
 
 And I was in charge of more than someone my age should be, a symbol of my advanced specialness even at my tender age of 16. I had hair, so much hair, undulating in the wind since we ca n't have awesome capes in this place. 
 
 I wore the same clothes as everyone else, yet different, and my job today was to be ambassador for an entire culture to another entire culture. Again, I am young but clearly I am ready for this. Because I'm special. 
 
 When I meet the group, I am in the middle of diplomatic diplomacy when bombs start to fall, and my world is one of panic and screaming. I save people and feel like a hero. 
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 I wake up in a cold sweat and check my phone. Thank god, it was just a dream during that shitty fever I had last night...
