Her Last Breath

Her Last Breath

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Zipporah and Zaire needed to start fresh. With their mother dying of bone cancer and father getting arrested for triple homicide, arson, and given life in prison, they definitely need a new start. They lived with an aunt in washington d.c. 2 years ago, Zipporah and her fraternal twin brother Zaire were previously in a high school massacre suicide mission, but with the outcome the way it is Who knows what road Zipporah will end up going down. Now Zipporah with her birthday coming up and her suffering from PTSD, she doesn't know if she'll ever be able to be "normal" again.
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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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