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April 25th, 2019

                                                                           My First Journal Entry... 


                    Hey, i'm Rebel, a casual  17 year old girl, sort of. My family calls me their dark child, I guess it's because I always wear black, oh well. I am a senior in high school, and will soon be going to the dreaded Gonsia...ugh. I do not want to get married and I do not want to fall in love so quickly. I want to live a little and experience life's ups and downs on my own before adding another person in the equation. We leave in two days, and stay for two weeks, in that time we are expected to go out, find love, become engaged, and fly back home to be married and sent off to complete our lives together. I find it crazy and foolish, that our world casts young ladies into Gonsia with only two weeks to find the love of their life. I guess I should do a Q&A type of thing, so when I get older, I will remember the little things. 



Q: Age?

A: 17

Q:Fav. Color?

A: Black

Q: Fav. Quote

A: "What consumes your mind, will end by consuming your soul, and controlling your life."

Q: Love Interest?

A: Nope. Nada. Not Interested.

Q: Best Friend?

A: I will always be alone. Depending on others, always leads to failure, and the look of weakness. I would rather be alone, and independent... other than the fact that Alex is basically my sister, and we are glued together. 

Q: Fav. Shoes?

A: My boots. Black, old, and worn... but I love them. 

Q: Fav. Item given to you by a family member?

A: My grandfather's hunting knife, and his gun. It reminds me of him, and everything he sacrificed for my grandma. 



                      Anyways, I am going to bed... 

                                        Sincerely,

                                                          Rebel.

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