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Wishing On A Corpse

Wishing On A Corpse

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WpMetadataNoticePublikasi terakhir Rab, Jul 9, 2014
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I'm only human. I make mistakes. Or so I thought. I don't make mistakes. What I did aloud something to happen, that would change my life forever. I didn't know what was to come. Young and foolish. How would I know at the age of two? My life written down by pen and paper. I'm not strange, just different. At the age of five, I get the feeling something major is happening that I don't know about. I'd never noticed anything different . . . ************* This story will go as it goes. I believe that once you write one word, the characters do their on thing, you don't control them. And that's why it's rated PG-13, because honestly, I might get too violent or something... o.O Enjoy. ;)
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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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