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High school is over. All if my friends went off to college to start their careers. But me? Nope! From 9-12th grade the teachers pushed and pushed me to apply to colleges even if I didnt know what I wanted to do. I couldnt do it.

So I decided to move from the city and take a break year. With no place to stay I call my dad.

My dad owned big club and we traveled a lot when I was young. South Carolina was one of the place's we frequented. Maybe too much, but my childhood friends dad was good friends with my dad and he owns a hotel here. My father was gracious enough to pay for my stay, as long as long as I find a job and get myself back on track. After everything that has went down the past few years, it's time to leave the past behind me and start fresh.

So guess where I'm living for the next year?

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