Key from the Past

Key from the Past

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Family, they were there when it was your first time opening your eyes to view this wonderful world. Friends, they were there to defend you when people judge you and you are not around to defend yourself. Family and Friends are the reason why you keep fighting through the flow of life. But, will you be able to make it till the end? If the people you expected to be there for you through ups and downs will just suddenly disappear? If the people who gave you the reason to keep up are also the reason for you to give up? They were supposed to be the shoulder where you can lean on. They were supposed to stay and never turn their backs on you. Not the ones who despise and never give a damn care. But what can you do if they choose the latter? Will you be able to step forward, never looked back and continue your steps away from them? Will you be able to left the door locked and take the keys away without leaving any duplicate? Will you?
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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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