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The Mystery Man

The Mystery Man

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Nov 11, 2014
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Fiction
Mystery
I thought everything was fine but I still was running for my life, I couldn't get away but I still made it with help but it was far from over. What if they find me? Would I die or live? Would I have to relive the past? The stranger and I helped each other he knows what they are like for he knows them. What if he turns out to be bad? He doesn't tell me anything "to keep me safe". When will I know when it will be done and I no longer have to hide. It is boring. None of my friends are here with me. I fell alone even with the drop bed gorgeous stranger. My life is set on hold again. I can't even see my horses. It looks like the middle of nowhere.
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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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