My Life (Maby)

My Life (Maby)

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Well I've just got this again and I'm listening to eminem, well this book is for all fans (I don't understand why people are following me cuz I haven't been on since 9 years ago).I'm going to update whenever I really want to jsyk Well lets start this start this story. Well I'm a type of person that can be strong sometimes, shy, and friendly at the same time. I'm a type of person. That can get easily depressed and angry at the same time, because sometimes ... most of the times I keep my feelings balled up, and when someone says something they don't fully understand that's about me (that's balled up) I get really angry or really depressed. Well I really feel like some people real this way too and those type of people I make friends with and we share these feelings with each other and keep it a secret. Well this is where I'm going to tell about my life basically. (I just hope none of my family sees this).
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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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