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Finding My way

Finding My way

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"High School and Society" I don't see the difference all the do is judge .These days if you wear black all of a sudden you're "Emo", if you wear baggy pants you're "ghetto and gangster" if you shop at the mall you're "rich". Kids these days only worry about appearance. We're full of materialistic people; all they care about is how you look, dress, and what kind of car and house you have. We should not judge a book by its cover. You probably wondering how do I know all of those stuff lets just say it form personal experience.Let me introduce myself my name's Johanna LoPez , I m 16 years old. I ain't like any normal 16 years old nowadays. I don't watch tv,I don't go shopping. What do I do? I commit crime, run from the law and much more.
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Imagine a girl who at the age of thirteen is a drug addict. Now imagine that same person a few years later as a student at MIT... I believe 9 out of 10 people reading this will not be able to do so. It is not because you don't have a wild imagination, but because our societies have made our heads so biased to what they think is proper, that our heads get stuck to stereotypes and prejudices. Every other way of thinking seems wrong. But, there always are a few rebels. The rebels who define the world as they see it. The rebels who don't let others define them. The rebels who break the barriers. The rebels for whom the sky, is just the lower limit. But the people look at them from a sight of disgust. They forget that these people have not had a simple life.... Bring in that thirteen year old a drug addict who graduated from the top of her class at MIT. That, my friend is me, Louissa Marx... What happens when good people are put into an evil place? Do they triumph or does the situation dominate their past history and morality? P.S- Beautiful cover by @_brilliant . It really makes my story complete! (Readers if you ever need a cover please do ask her because I swear she will make you one hell of a cover)

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