Not on the Agenda

Not on the Agenda

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I wish that I could say that I was a normal teenager. But I cant. Yeh I know that there is like a million other kids in the world with weird lives to live. But they probably didn’t choose it. You see I gave most of my up by choice. Im not one of those sporty kids who train for hours on end. Or one who gets straight A’s. you see… I am yet to find my talent. That’s if I have one. Somehow I know that I will die someday and comeback as a better person. Because I have stuffed up my life real bad and there’s no erasing my footprints now.
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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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