Furthest Thing From Perfect

Furthest Thing From Perfect

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Based on true life events... Our family was crumbling beneath our fingers, slowly we were all slipping away into our own trances. We changed and it was ruining our family. Our dad was always controlling and argumentative, and that was starting to ruin us. Our mother wasn't happy and made bad mistakes that tore our family apart, but it wasn't her fault, that event was just something that made us all realize we had been living a lie and that lie was what we had thought was just and the "Christian Way". Our family put on an act that created barriers between what was real and what wasn't. Our mom just made us all realize we were all living to please others and that we were unhappy. This is a story full of unfortunate events that changed our lives for the better and for the worse. Hope you like it. We didn't. By: COLIN BLAKE Co-Written by: EMERALD
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They say what's in the past keep it in the past but I wanted to know all about my past. It was things that I didn't know and that I wanted and needed to know! But my life turned upside down when my past is exactly what I should have left alone. Now if you ask me how it all began, I don't exactly remember but I know it started when I moved in with my grandma who I haven't met in all my twenty years of living. I have been in and out of foster homes since I can remember, living with families I knew nothing about. Being the outcast and them constantly asking me what's wrong because I simply did not speak. The only thing that kept me sane was my good grades throughout school. I got the satisfaction of doing the one thing that people kept telling me over and over I couldn't do. I stayed to myself and graduated high school with honors, getting a full-ride scholarship to any college of my choice. Of course, by having this accomplishment, it didn't make it any easier for me between my foster families. To them, I became the girl who was better than them. But I didn't care because when I turned twenty I finally got to start making my own choices. This is where I wonder if the first choice I made was the right one. The first choice I made was to go live off-campus with my grandmother during my first semester in college. I ask myself how could I be so stupid? But you will see just how stupid I was. Or was I?

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