crappy things happen

crappy things happen

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You don't expect one day to wake up and the people you love are all dead. You know they will all die someday but you don't expect to be the only survivor of a massacre. The things you used to do you don't want to anymore. You think what if I was there, what if I could have done something, maybe I could have done this and that and they wouldn't have killed them. If I would have done those things then maybe I wouldn't be all alone.Time goes by and I feel the same. The only thing that I have learned is that you can't trust anyone. I am now 17 and my family was all killed two years ago.
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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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