The Lone Raider

The Lone Raider

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I awaken into a world of war. When that war stops another begins. This may seem like the last war for human kind full of atomic bombs hitting the earths surface blowing everyone away into dust, but no this is just the begining to another war until we almost die because of this lie called war. I have seen people shattered by war. I have seen people turn to dust because of war. I have been through hell, and I have died in hell because of this word called war. I have been left to rot to become crow pickings. I am no one and yet I'm someone. I am the no one you have heard of I'm the someone you have been scared of. I am no different from you, and you are no different from me. No, the only thing different from you and me is I'm only a raider a savenger a crook that hasn't done something wrong.
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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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