CHAPTER 3
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Where can I start.
I was not ment for this. I didn't want to be involved, but I was. Thats the sad unfortunate truth of it.
I was involved.
IT is not a human .... words fail me when I try to describe it. I try to block it from my mind. I would go insane if I lingered in the past. You might not seem to understand how important to me one quote is. It is my moto the way I live my life.
"What dosen't kill you, only makes you stronger"
And how true that is. I am much stronger now than the naive girl in the past. Even though I long for that old me. The me that was happy, belived in luck, trusted everyone, thought there was good in everbody and belived in second chances.
Naa, that person is gone. Replaced by the new me. The me that only trusted myself and my brother, who is the only family I got left. The me that has walls around myself. That don't let me feel but most importantly don't let me cry. I try and put on a show for my brother and I truly was overjoyed to see him but still I am dead inside.
Cold, hard and dead.
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The Running Game
Teen FictionWhat would you do if all you know was to run but you are forced for once to stay still. Facing your problems and putting everyone you love in danger. See, it's all just a game... A running game ......
