Train A is travelling at 200 mph. Train B is travelling at 135 mph. If Train A left the station at 10:30am, and Train B, going to opposite direction, left at 11am, how long did it take for them to crash?

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She likes numbers because no matter what, they work out at the end.

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Sometimes she wishes she was a number. That, instead of telling herself every night 'my name is Cassie Ainsworth and I am alive,' she could say 'I am number two hundred and nine and I mean nothing and I don't feel because don't be stupid, numbers can't feel anything at all.'

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She knows that she's different to the rest of her friends. That they don't want to dance when someone is wearing red and green, because they are complementary and when things match up all even and proper, it's her favorite. She knows that she spends too much time color coding her pills, and even more-too-much-time placing them on her tongue one two three. She loves her water gun because she can pretend it's the real thing without hurting anyone. She knows that she shouldn't feel sick when she's walking home and she smells the food coming through the window from Number Nineteen, but she does and that's okay.

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The best bit is that she knows she shouldn't, but she does anyway. Disobeying herself causes fights in her mind, and they're so fun that they keep her entertained for hours.

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On the fourth time she collapsed because her parents didn't pay enough attention, a man with a beard and big glasses with a thick German accent asked her to draw a picture of herself. She took the piece of paper and crayons and colored the whole thing in black. He sighed and said this was not what he was expecting. She kissed his cheek and said sorry before running away, because there is nothing, nothing, nothing nothing nothing Cassie Ainsworth hates more than making people sigh.

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She tells her doctors she is 'fine fine fine' and doesn't understand why they keep running tests and smiling at her strangely. Because she was fine, and then she was not fine, and now she's fine again. If she were a number, this would all be okay. Because if you add something (not fine not fine holy shit not fine at all), you can always just take it away again to make the original number.

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Fine fine fine fine fine.

Fine is her favorite word because it takes hardly any effort at all to make people believe it.

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She was making dinner (for her parents- she wasn't feeling well) and was in the middle of cutting up a carrot when the knife slipped and cut her finger.

Her mother put a plaster on it and she smiled brightly as she said that she was fine and it didn't hurt at all, and wondered what would have happened if she just hadn't stopped bleeding.

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She doesn't care what time Train A and Train B crash, because all she knows is that they crash, and train crashes don't fit into her fairytale at all.