
Mom died three months after Dad died, I finished high school grade 9 with perfect grades. I'm not crying anymore, I'm tired, maybe I'm used to bad things, 'cause I know crying doesn't bring anything to me.
My aunt came from New Jersey for me.
"Emma, what if you went to Princeton, you could actually go anywhere only Auntie felt indebted to your father." He wants me to come with him to New Jersey on the East Coast. Moving 2,700 miles east.
"I want to go to Yale University in Connecticut Auntie, I'll try my hardest to break through Yale." Because I already know what I want to achieve it all.
"Yales? What do you want to major in?"
"Criminal and Forensic Science." Aunt was silent to my choice.
Yale is a top-ranked university in the country is the gateway to breaking through internships at the FBI. They often accept final students for internships there and I won't miss this. This is an express line to one of the institutions that has access to the most extraordinary information systems in the country.
"Okay, I think your choice is right. Aunt understands. No one can survive to not sue if their family is underestimated in such a way. But be careful, don't let you destroy yourself like your Mom and Dad. Otherwise you will be on the losing side again. Auntie will support you, with your grades now you can transfer to the best school in New Jersey. Aunty will support you to Yale, but if you can get in on that scholarship it'll be better. Your chances will be greater."
"I understand Auntie. Thank ye. I'm not gonna bother Auntie."
That's how I ended up moving to New Jersey, Auntie was so nice. My cousins were also kind, I cut my best grades in school, tried to get along well in school, not causing any problems for my Aunt and Uncle who were willing to support me though.
I got into Psychology I had to know how to control others in my circle, understand them, and make use of others.
My life is arguably complicated, too difficult to understand that maybe I am used to falsifying my image easily. But I have to be trained to understand others. Their weak point, the years on campus, the association became a fun practice tool in the analysis of human pyshchogical profiles.
Maybe half of me became a psychopath.Sometimes I fear for myself on my talent of understanding others easily, I study hard for this. But then I consider this a blessing.
And one more thing, I am beautiful but I am not a weak woman who can only rely on the mercy of men. My physique and skills can be pitted. Among the busyness of college life I studied martial arts seriously, paying attention to my stamina and strength.
I know it'll be useful if I get into a candidate suitor with the FBI. There is a physical test called physical fitness test (PFT) that I have to do later. Joining the elite team of Behavioral Analysis Unit is my main goal. FBI recruitment comes mostly from the police.
But there's an FBI recruitment program called the Colliagate Hiring Initiative, I have to get through Psychology Phd at Yale in five years, and try with all my grades and abilities, yale is a university that often works with the FBI. Some lecturers are very helpful in providing their letters of recommendation.
I started my career at the FBI at the age of 24.
"You did it." Aunt smiled at me while patting me on the shoulder proudly when I got accepted to work at the FBI. I hugged him tightly.
"I won't fail Auntie. I'll clear Dad's name."