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Knowledge

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Science Fiction
It was in that split second that I knew. I knew everything, what secrets the world was covering up, what secrets the it would uncover in the near future. I knew when I was going to die, when my family members were going to die, when the next collosal terror attack among society was going to occur. I knew about events that happened in the past, how incorrect historians and philosophers were. I now knew what would occur in the past, the present and the future. I knew about geography, science, space and time it's self... I knew about everything. Information scattered all across my mind, trying to claw its way out into the open, into the world. The only motive it had was to cause havoc, destruction and chaos. I was the only one stopping it. I had to conseal what would most definatley destroy the world its self. But who said I wouldn't have a little bit of fun?l
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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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