Family Job

Family Job

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Now I'm not controlled, I walk around acting like a street hooker, and may I say I am fucking good at it too. Just my acting may get you killed!
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I'm the girl from school nobody notices. I'm the one the mean girls always make fun of when one of the guys decide to take interest in me. I'm the honor roll student that everyone thinks has never gotten in trouble, but that's just my school life. Outside of school in a completely different person. I'm not going to say I've been a special agent since I was seven, or eight, because that's impossible. I was still in foster care, then and when I turned 13. I was finally adopted. The man who adopted me was mysterious, but said he took me for a purpose, and ever since then I've been training. I'm not going to say I'm the best, because I'm not, but I'm damn good at what I do and I'm ashamed to know the agency I entrusted my life with, would do something so horrible to me and to the people I love. It's okay when I shut their sorry ass down, they won't know what hit them.

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