Girl In The Shadows

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That's me. The girl who lives in the darkness of my own mistakes.
My name is Camryn.  I'm a big loner, I have zero friends and I am mistaken for a guy most of the time by how I act. I am different from a lot of people. Nobody gets by my wall without being shot down. I protect myself from everything. Including socializing. I'm all about being to myself, being alone in the shadows of everyone else.
I have nothing to live for.

In the past year I've been occupied by school and job interviews. I finally got a job at Starbucks. Recently, I almost got fired about five times. I work the three am to midnight shift. Sometimes, I don't really like life. Stress comes falling down on me like rain. Lightning just makes my problems worse.
Like when my grandma got  Dementia, and a lot of people died and I guess I'm just a bad luck charm. 
So, why live?
I've personally asked that question so many times. What is life honestly? Some kind of torturous lab where they experiment different things on you. See your reactions to death or birth, happy or sad, Heaven or Hell?
Maybe there are no choices.
As a orphan, I escaped my orphanage and learned about computers. I erased my identity completely to just have the name Camryn. I re created myself into a different person. My name was classified just like my parents information. I believe that my parents dropped me off at an orphanage or I got taken away.
When I was around sixteen, I joined a groups of hackers that were always there for me until I betrayed them. I knew everything I needed to know, why keep them around?
Now, at the age of twenty, I just avoid my siblings that I possibly have and I live in a van. What? It's a great van.
I left my orphanage with one computer, some clothes and a little bit of food that the maid and chef helped me steal before my long, endless journey.
But that helps me come to my scattered point.
I was useless!
Nobody needs me. I could disappear and not a soul in the world would be worried. Unless my parents were still alive. Which I doubt.

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