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Star Academy

Star Academy

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Fantasy
My life's awful, and boring. I've lived with at least 20 different people, and let's just say, its been an adventure. I'd been staying with the same people for 2 years now, the longest ever, and it's been awful. But my life has always sucked. Until for some odd reason I was taken to an academy. I'd gotten stuck going through all kinds of challenges because of this academy. It was not what I was expecting, although I'm not sure what I was expecting from it. I can't decide if it's better at the academy, or if it was better with that horrible family. I think I'm gonna say it's better at the academy, life was hell before it. It still is, but still better than before.
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This day wasn't an exception. I cried over and over until I could no longer, I wiped my tears and took the packages in my arms after opening the door. In the house, nothing new. They were still talking, so I had time to drop off the packages, and without even opening one, I headed to the showers, cleaned my face with water, and went to my room. This is roughly how my days as a child went. I know that it cannot be described as an ideal childhood, but it would certainly be the most beautiful period of my life. Despite family conflicts, school conflicts, loneliness, and fear, I was happy. I was happy because they were all there, happy because they always remained, despite my faults, and happy. After all, I knew that I had not yet experienced the worst. Happy because I knew, that sooner or later everything would end. So yes, I was as cowardly and useless as they all claimed and even more naive than they would have believed, but this vision that I had at that age kept me going. Although the truth was hard to accept, I was given no choice. So I accepted life as it came; I accepted myself and my truth, my weaknesses, and the fact that I had to get used to the idea that I would always be the first actor to die in films.

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