Life is war (Rewriting)

Prologue

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        Life seems to go on, whether you want it to or not. You can either live life to the fullest or stay locked in worries of past times. Frankly, I would love to take a chance in the unknown, but being a human teenage girl, I worry. A lot. I mean, every individual on the face of the planet has a story that forms his or her life. And there is always going to be that one person who wants to judge somebody. Many want to make the smart decision and ignore those butt suckers. But, 85% of the time, we choose to listen to what other people say. If we didn't, suicide would just be a 7-letter word that no one knows.

         In this life, there are three types of people. The achievers, the believers, and the failures. The achievers are the ones who take the phrase " work harder than you think you did yesterday" very seriously. They run for student body president, try to get Valedictorian, go to the highest of the high colleges, and become multi-trillionaire. The believers are the ones who either believer everything is possible if you put your mind to it, or the ones who take the risk, no matter how stupid or deadly it may be. They're the artist, athletes, or half of the earth's population. Finally, there is the o-so-famous, Failures. These are the people who either didn't care about life anymore and just started wingin' it, or the people who just can't seem to get what they want in life. That my friends, is me. The failure. The one who just can't get what she wants in life.

           So you wanted my opinion on life, here it is. It's like a battlefield, war-like video game. No matter how many times you respawn, you end up failing. So basically what I'm trying to say here is that life..... sucks