Achromatic Adventure

Achromatic Adventure

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To whoever cares enough to read this lost treasure, my name is Lilura Undergrove, but you can just call me the crazy person who decided to write all my experiences about being a literal human arachnid who can't see colors in this word document on my phone because I have an irrational fear of "catching" Alzheimer's disease at some point. Anyway, if youre reading this, I have lost my phone once again so if you could return it to the lost and found of the university or just call the number in my phone under Seren I would be forever in your debt. You could also just bring my phone to the cafeteria and give it to me directly, but whatever you do don't call me Lilura in public. You can call me Lil or Lily, no exceptions, when we're in front of the masses. Hopefully you enjoy reading my "deep dark secrets" and if you enjoy my incredibly dramatic commentary on my life you can feel free to share it with your friends.
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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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