Prologue

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"I'm sorry, Sam. I have to do this. If I don't your father will take you away like the others." She said sadly.
"Mommy don't leave me, please," I begged as she started to cry with me.
"Sam, I ha-"
Then my therapist woke me up. I look at her confused and ask, "I thought you were going keep me under for half an hour?"
"It has been that long. What did you see?" she asked.
"Look I need to get ready for an interview. See you next week." I said rushing.
"Hey we need to talk about this session!!" she yelled.
"Next week, I swear," I said back.

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