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Part I. We were drowning together
Childhood is this: you suffer, you hate, you forget. You forget what it was but you never forget how it felt. You still hate and you still hunger for revenge. You didn't think you would feel this way.
I've changed, but not into something better. I'm haunted by feelings of things I can't remember. But what would I be without the ghosts? The opposite of a haunting is something very lonely.
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