Isai
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Their eyes peered into my soul, their mouths whispered words of pain and I couldn't do a thing about it. When the clock strikes 12 and young Isai turns 18 his life ends. For most kids turning 18 is a godsend but for Isai it came from the devil himself. His friends face senior year. He faces Deportation. Born from refugee parents will he be able to live above his challenges. Will his family's past take his future? Will his birthday gift be a one way plane to his death?
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For seventeen years, I was trapped in a boring life, the people I made contact with everyday are my parent, Julia and no one else, my aunt drops by occasionally. I want more than that boring life, I want to stop being home school, I want to know how life is by not living under the watchful eyes of my parent and I got it when I spent my last year in high school at Blake high school. It was crazy, I experienced a lot, I met the mighty P-12, Every happy Linda, Annoying Amy, mysterious Isabella, Joel and his bully crew, playful Zion, boyish and troublesome Mitchello, cunny Irantiola, sweethearted Bee and my heartrob leandro. I learnt something which I still held with me till today, the people you least expected to hurt you will hurt you most, you can never tell someone can hurt you until the person hurt you. I am glad I left home, I made some mistakes and I learnt my lesson, never judge someone you just met because you can never tell their story, how life has dealt with them, what makes them what they are presently, I have a lot to talk about in my story.

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