Chapter 1

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When I awoke the scent of copper lingered. I looked around trying to see what that smell was but my head felt like hell. I tried to move my arm but only then do I realize that I only had one hand. Let me start from the beginning. My name is Ashlyn, but everyone calls me Ash. I'm in the 8th grade and I have one mom a little brother and a little sis on the way my dad is in prison for whatever reason, but he gets out on 4/21/2021. I'm super excited because that is my birthday and it is only a day away! I think he is getting out for good behavior. Anyway, I want to get a phone for my birthday but my mom says no. She doesn't want any boys sending me "Inappropriate" pics. HA! Like any boy would talk to ME! I've always wanted to see my dad. He was arrested when I was 2. Anyhow, I've got to go.

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