PROLOGUE
One breath- breathed wrong.
One Blink- at the pain staking moment of truth.
The sense of reality-gone and in the worst way possible.
Sixteen years, four months, two weeks, and four days of my life thus far.
Everything I do seems to be wrong. I can't help my decisions, nor can I to my faults.
It sickens me and makes jealousy course through my slow-pumping veins, to my black cold heart, that every one around me always makes life seem like it's so easy and perfect, a jolly good steaming cup of hot herbal tea.
I say they're living in fantasy- in lies. Well it's not, in any way easy for me.
Why are they the lucky ones? It's like I was cursed from birth to be destined to have an awful life.
I grow attached to people only to be brutally broken.
My life never had those happy memories and if they ever did they were over run by all that has happened to me in these past years.
I've never been able to trust anyone since I was twelve.
I'm your average looking person. I smile when everyone else does. Do what other people do. You'd probably call me a follower in all sense.
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