Stained

Stained

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"There is nothing between us. And never will. I loved you Kevin Walters, I trusted you. I cared about you. But you threw it all back to my face. You made me realize I was stupid. My friends warned me, my parents never agreed, but I ignored everything and everyone for you. You are fucking disgusting." I fell apart. My face was stained with tears. I let them fall, and it was like I was letting everything out. I was tired. "You are just trash, which I will never remember. Which I just forgot. I don't love you, and you never loved me." I said, my voice low. "Goodbye Kevin. And goodluck with life." _________________________________________ She got carried away by love, at a tender age of life. She didn't know she was letting herself drown. She went against her family, and friends. But she couldn't see anything. And that was her mistake. And it was too late when she saw the world infront of her. When she did, she was publically defamed, lost all her friends and her own self-respect. But no one knew someone was pressurizing her, and he was a bitch. W A R N I N G > Bad languages are used. > Unexpected scenarios
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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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