They Don't Remember Me

They Don't Remember Me

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I'm lost,cold,scared,and afraid I've been this way since school started I'm a freshman at Magnolia high school everyone is supposed to be normal...but they're not I know they're not..I know that I'M not normal I can remember my past lives I've had 4 of them this one makes 5 I mean who can say that they were married to their bullies haha I mean no one can..but....me. Who can say that they're best friend was the popular girl who always tells the lower class people that they don't belong here? I belong HERE! THEY don't know ANYTHING!! But I know EVERYTHING about them! Hahahahaha My Revenge will be a bitter sweet one And payback is one hell of a bitch. ( probably slow updates )
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From the second you're in this world they tell you what is fair. What questions your allowed to ask and the ones you can never dare say. I find it damn near funny that most of you are reading this and know exactly what I mean. They put you on the path they've paved for you as kids we don't question it or even wonder if it's right for you. But beyond your paths edges is a land made up of risks and dangers. You feared it they tell you no good will come from it but how do you really know? Truth be told I was the girl who had her whole life planned out for her, straight A's, best friend, and two loving parents. I know what I wanted what I needed and I knew how to fight like hell for it. There's a reason why everyone prefers pretty lies over the bitter truth and it's usually because they can't handle the truth but I think the most likely thing is they can't handle what happens to the person once the truth comes out that's what happened to me. I was happy the way things were and then one day everything blew up in my face. Maybe the happy girl I was would have been happy living a lie for the rest of her life but no matter what the truth always comes out. So I ask you what would you have wanted the bitter truth or the pretty lie?

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