How To Be Strong

How To Be Strong

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Life sucks. It's not fair. Nothing works out how you want it. People die or leave, and sometimes we wish we could do the same. But that's not how it works. We can't just pack everything up and run because we would be even worse off with nobody to pick us up off the ground when we fall. So we pack our minds up in boxes and pretend that we're not miserable. It's hard, but it works. That is, until the boxes start tumbling and spilling out their contents, disturbing our false peace. That's basically how it goes for Maddox. Loss after loss has forced him to pack his boxes and leave them on a shelf. Until his best friend has an accident and his boxes start tumbling and spilling out everything he thought he was done with for good.
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In life, we do things we regret, or that we wish we could wipe from our memory forever. At the age of 15, I didn't think I'd regret anything until I was an adult. I considered myself care free. I lived life one day at a time. Well, as much as a 15 year old can. But in life, there are also things that we can't change, that we can't forget. Circumstances change, events occur, and life as we know it is altered forever. For me, it was one night, that set in motion a series of events that I wouldn't be able to forget, even if I tried to. *************************** My life was spectacular, or cool, but I was content, and that's all that mattered. I wasn't overly popular, I wasn't the prettiest girl, and I didn't live in a mansion. I did have a great boyfriend, and amazing friends, and hell, I wasn't doing too bad in school either. But that all changed one night, as I was walking home at night. I witnessed a man murder someone he claimed was a snitch, something to do with a gang deal gone wrong. When I found my parents dead the next day in a serial killers wet dream, my naive self decided the best thing I could do, was run, giving up everything I loved. After 2 years, 3 dead members of the gang and a new school, I was found. When secrets are unraveled and with the FBI somehow involved, nothing is as it ever seemed.

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