Grey Walls

Grey Walls

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Christina was what some people consider your average teenager. Not as in the glamorous world that people paint high school as, but the real deal; having only a handful of friends, a moderate to average grade in a couple of classes, and living in an ordinary house not too far from the local grocery store. She hadn't really gotten into much trouble before, nothing more serious than the time she cussed out a kid in the fourth grade or when she ate the rest of her little brother's Halloween candy; but the one time she does something a little more drastic than your everyday mess up, things go from bad, to awful, and then worse. Her whole world goes in a totally different direction than anyone ever planned, leading her to find out how to adapt to her new life, and what may be in store for her next.
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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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