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Chapter Four: Control

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As I delved deeper into the realm of writing, I realized that my words held power beyond measure. They were not just a means of expression, but a tool for change, a weapon against the injustices that plagued my life. With each stroke of the pen, I reclaimed a piece of myself, carving out a path towards a better future.

But I knew that in order to truly change my circumstances, I needed to take control of my own destiny. No longer could I rely on others to dictate my fate. So, I hatched a plan, a daring escape from the clutches of my abusive guardian.

Under the cover of darkness, I slipped away from the confines of the cramped apartment that had been my prison for far too long. With nothing but a few belongings stuffed into a tattered backpack, I set out into the unknown, guided by nothing but sheer determination and the flickering flame of hope that burned within me.

For weeks, I wandered the streets, scavenging for scraps of food and seeking shelter wherever I could find it. But through it all, I clung to my writing like a lifeline, pouring my heart and soul onto the pages of my tattered journal.

Then, just when I thought all hope was lost, I stumbled upon a community center for homeless youth. There, I found refuge among kindred spirits, fellow souls who had been cast aside by society but refused to be broken. Together, we formed a makeshift family, bound together by our shared struggles and our unwavering resolve to build a better future.

With the support of my newfound companions, I pieced my life back together, one word at a time. I found odd jobs to make ends meet, and with each paycheck, I saved up enough money to enroll in night classes at the local community college.

Despite the odds stacked against me, I refused to give up on my dreams. I studied tirelessly, fueled by the knowledge that my education was the key to unlocking a brighter tomorrow. And as the years passed, I watched in awe as my hard work began to pay off.

I graduated from college with honors, armed with a degree in English literature and a newfound sense of purpose. With my writing skills honed to perfection, I set out to make a name for myself in the literary world, determined to use my voice to shine a light on the injustices that still plagued society.

And though the road ahead would undoubtedly be fraught with challenges, I knew that as long as I had my pen in hand, I would never be silenced again. For I was no longer a victim of circumstance, but a survivor, a warrior, and above all, a writer. And with each word I wrote, I vowed to change the world, one story at a time.

That was until Mrs. Henson made the news.
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Four chapters!!! What 😟😟😟 I'm currently working on chapters 5 and 6. Not completely sure when it'll be out but maybe in three weeks since I'm going to be busy between now and then. Take care!

Edit: Hi, future me editing this! I did end up finishing both chapters ( ik they're short but yk, chapters nevertheless ) in the same day I wrote the others. I think this should be enough for now!