wHO AM i ?

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March 23rd, 1994

Gun shots, raging fires, people screaming and innocents being killed. It was like an apocalypse.....

People were running blindly, bumping into each other, tripping and falling just trying to get away from all the horror their lives had been enveloped in. Why had it ever come to this ? Why......?

Blood flowed like rivers, buildings crumbled like flake and..... "Ughhh I'm getting hungry again aren't I ?", I groaned, " Still 'buildings crumbled like flake' was a pretty good line haha, but damn it I just started writing and now I'm too cozy to get out of my seat - these are times you wish you had a butler !!! ". As I thought to myself I suddenly smelt something OMG amazing - it was my moms amazing Korean chicken with cheese. I flopped out of bed, no time for slippers - with my annoying brothers around it was food for the fastest finger first and I was determined to beat them to it. I ran down the stairs at breakneck speed, feeling like XLR8 XD.

I entered the dining room grabbed a plate and was off to the kitchen when I saw the treacherous triplets. "Damn my manners, I should have just run to the kitchen with my fork before you guys ughhh" . The treacherous triplets had beat me to the kitchen, the food and any hope of satisfying my hunger.....I drudged towards the kitchen to see what was left when I saw my Mom walking out of the kitchen, " Don't worry Andrea I saved some for you as well", it was like heaven had answered my calling - MY MOM had saved the day AGAIN - oh thank God. I said a hurried thank you and sat down with plate full and soon a stomach full as well.

After my feast I looked towards the clock- it was almost 8 pm and I still had a lot of work left, I'd better get started.

Ironing my clothes, cooking breakfast and packing it up for tomorrow, trying to keep my deadline for sleep, listening to music all the while ; Finally I got to bed. It had been a long day and I thought back to it as I lay in my comfy bed -

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-"Andrea ?"

"Present Ma'am"

Ah the start to a new morning was surely worth mixed feelings when you got up as early as me to try and study *cough cough procrastinate cough cough*, and then somehow catch your bus to get to school. Especially getting out of bed, THAT was a battle worth writing about in our history textbooks *rolls eyes*. Still I managed to do it almost everyday SOMEHOW.

"Don't you wonder how you'll be remembered when you are no longer present except in the hearts and minds of your loved ones ?", it was a thought that had frequented my brain more than once but as I am- a normal school going girl with a simple life, more homework than I'd like to finish and a passion for writing - what could people really remember me for ?

I'm just the average high school-er with dreams so big, I wonder how they fit in my brain ? Still these , I was told were - " The most enjoyable years of my life". Time to anchor down into the present and get back to the NOW.

Who am I ? I'm Andrea - much more than you can imagine and much less than I'd let you know .


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