Drop Dead Beautiful

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Half the time, I would just sit and wait for something to happen. Never would I have to make something happen. Or so I thought. My name is Maya Ellens, I am seventeen, and going to be a Poet. No matter what the cost is.

My father and sister died 8 months ago in a car crash. My grandmother is suffering from lung cancer. And as for my fathers family... I never met them, but I hear they're wonderful people. Farmers, who have made a great profit of their land.

My mother left us ten years ago. But this is my journey. To prove to her that we are worth something more. My mother always hated us -my sister and I, I mean- for our youth.

She never wanted to grow old. That's why she left. To find someone older so she felt younger.

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