The Lie Next Door

The Lie Next Door

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I've never expected to become a crime scene detective, but here I am. Everything went by so fast that I forgot why I even introduced myself to this line of work, it was quite the unexpected news to my colleagues since I had planned to become a surgeon my whole life. Aside from that, life can be hectic you know, but maybe that chaotic nature of it al can be refreshing and even enjoyable at times. ... Hey... are you even listening?
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It's summer - the end of my first year of college. And I am home again, more than a little worse for the wear. College hadn't gone how I had expected it to go. After two years of the grind to get in, I thought I would find the kind of magic I saw in American high school movies, which I had been denied of in school - late nights, parties, wild adventures with whacky best friends, romance.... everything one is told is supposed to happen in one's teenage years. After two years of watching my classmates grow up and enter this world, I thought it was my turn, now. I thought my college life would be like a coming-of-age movie. But in reality? It wouldn't make a good story, of any kind - not even a sad one. The only thing I found were shiftless friends, stifling academic pressure and heartbreak. So now I was home - a little bruised, a little broken. A few dreams in shards around my feet. Turns out, I needn't have worried. The summer that followed changed my life. The summer of - after a hectic, stressful year - nothing at all. Nothing, and yet - everything.

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