I am William
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17 year old William Oliver Write is not like most of the other kids at White Gorge High, he looks the same, acts the same and even has the same strange Elizabethan name like every other kid in White Gorge - the only difference is that William actually knows what he want's for his future.
His class mates most futuristic thoughts go along the lines of, 'I wander whats for dinner.' Or possibly even, 'What should I wear to senior prom next week? Who am I even going to to take?'
But not William.
William knows exactly which college he plans on attending, where he is going to live, where he is going to work, and even know's who he want's to marry and has set aside money for his parents retirement.
He has it all figured out until something happens which will change his life forever.
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