Prologue

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Another day that I reluctantly have woken up. Seventeen years into my own story that I'd probably get written out of if ratings were taken into account. A side character in my own life, with nothing much to give. There was never much happening in my own story, just the chubby girl with a secretly broken home.

This time it's harder to fade into the background. I know that when I throw those doors open, I'll no longer be the sad excuse for a funny friend. My role as a side character in my own life has quickly turned into being the villain. I can only hope the protagonists go easy on me, as I'm mere seconds from breaking.

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