Finding the Light

Finding the Light

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My life is a journey down a crooked, but yet narrowed pathway. It is dark and scary, but light if one was willing to take the road with me. My life isn't what everyone thinks or says about me. I'm not an attention seeker, or a rude human being. I'm not a shooter, or a mean person. People around like to make comments about me, yet they don't even know me. They haven't walked down the path I walked on-the crooked, but narrowed pathway. The things I dealt with are so scary and dark that not even Halloween can even compare to it. I'm not an ordinary girl, just like you are not ordinary people. Everything I dealt with couldn't be as bad as yours. You see here, we all got something dark. We all got something scary. It's just a matter of time before we can build up the courage to walk on that crooked, but narrowed darkly scary pathway. Hi, my name is Bridget Elizabeth Winters. I'm here to tell you my story-I'm here to give you the darkest and truest stories alive. If you can't take that, then I advise you to put down this book and go on about your day, but remember what you can't face will come back, and what you can will go away.
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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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