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It's raining in my backyard
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Ongoing, First published Nov 04, 2014
There is difference between 'to be guilty' and 'to have guilt'. No court decision can give you a way away from your own guilt, even if you are not guilty the guilt in your mind can haunt you. 

Samantha Haydon has understood this truth by now. Four years being away from her loved ones, she has understood that no matter how far you go, you can never outreach your past. You can never really hide the truth. And that, that sometimes telling the truth is the  only way to get rid of your guilt, at least a little bit.

But will she realize that, that what happened in her past doesn't define her? 
That she could be loved no matter what she did in her past? 

But most importantly,
Will she ever learn to accept and love herself, so that she could accept being loved by someone else?
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The Best Kept Secret!

7 parts Complete Mature

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?