Thank you for all of the reviews! If anybody can guess how I came up with the name of the college I will put them in an author's note. Sorry but I forgot to put this into the first chapter so I just made it its own chapter. Please don't hate me. So, yeah, here's Chapter 3.

Getting off the plane took forever. I never realized how big the plane was. We had to wait for the blizzard to die down. Yes, blizzard in the middle of Illinois, during late summer. Yeah, how weird is that.

Alice was listening to her IPod and Edward was just looking out the window (still). So, I decided to take some time to recall what has happened in my life and where I'm going with it.

I live by a saying that I write down everywhere. It's my inspiration to keep looking forward.

"When life offers you a dream so far beyond any of your expectations,

it's not reasonable to grieve when it comes to an end."

That's what I'm looking for. My dream. I don't know where it is but I do know that I have to be out there to find it. Despite all of the bad things that have happened to me I am a pretty good person. My life and the way I act was determined on how I was treated as a child. I was treated well. I was spoiled beyond belief and I had a family that loved me. The bad thing though is that I had an abusive brother. He had anger issues and took it all out on me. Once in a great while he would try to rape me but, he never did bring himself to doing that. That I was grateful for. (the not being able to bring himself into actually raping my part.) All the bruises I received I just lied about when people asked me why I had so many. I have a defensive attitude and it's hard for me to trust people. I grew up keeping my true life a secret. I grew up on lies. Every morning when I woke up I had to put a lie on my face. I had to lie that I was enjoying life and EVERYTHING within it. Everybody believed me. Even now I am still putting that lie upon my face to comfort others. The simplest thing can make me cry or go into an outrage of anger. What can I say I have emotional problems.

All of my emotional problems made me think to hard about things that don't matter. I trust every true emotion and it becomes blown way out of proportion. I have dropped down to the ultimate low. I have had thought of suicide. I have even written letters to my family saying how I would miss them but not to worry because I would be 'in a better place'. I have even physically hurt myself by cutting my knuckles open. Small scabs nobody would notice…except for me.

So my dream is out there. I just have to go find it. Wherever it may be I want to find it soon so I can completely get out of this slump.

I hope Ceajere College is where it is.

Only time will tell.

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