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Helena sat down on the bank of the lake with her shoes off the waves hitting her feet as they came up the shore. She was so far away from home but the lake reminded her of home. She looked about several people walking around. Though she had already met many people she longed for a more indepth conversation and possibly someone to walk with or just enjoy the lake. She wanted adventure but she only seemed to know how to sit and wait for someone to thrust adventure upon her. Would she ever change?