Break away

Break away

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My family is cursed Some people might call me crazy but I know we are what else would explain the pattern of flicking off,drinking,raping,and arrests in my family plus the fact that its only happened to the girls who were the second born. That is till now instead of me being cursed my younger brother is cursed and I have no idea how to fix this. And to make matters worse I have to start college,look after my brother,try not to make friends,get rid of the amazingly sexy guy that I like but dont like,run away from the paparazzi,and help my cousin with her boy problems what can a 18 turning 19 year old girl do. also to top it off dreams (more like nightmares) of what happened after my father died are coming back. If I don't get some sleep soon I might just go crazy and start the whole curse on my family thing over,if only I didn't end up pregnant too. There will be lots of curse words but no mature scenes so that's why it's rated PG-13 you never know I might change it ;)
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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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