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Now I'm the enemy?

I’ve been sitting huddled up on my couch in front of the television for what felt like hours just staring at the screen as images flickered across it, not really focusing on what they were saying anymore yet I couldn’t look away either. I sat frozen, numb at the image I was seeing on the news channel.

My photo was plastered all over CNN and all I could do was sit there and stare at my F******k profile pic from five years ago when I was like sixteen, I was wearing a bikini top sunglasses and a geeky smile plastered all over my face. Besides being mortified at the fact that I never got around at removing that picture from my profile, what bothered me more was the heading. ENEMY OF THE WORLD…

The reporter was blabbing on and on about if someone knows the whereabouts of this woman and anyone associated with her they should contact the FBI directly, and then gave a number. The information she shared was of where I worked, of all the journaling I’ve done in the past, when

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