Prologue

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Some people might tell you that you need the best clothes or the straightest hair to be " normal." Do you know what I say to those people? HA! Yeah, I laugh right in their perfect little faces. Well... At least thats what I think about doing. I haven't quite built up the courage to say it. Yet.
Anyways...I don't follow their little "tips." I wear one of my bazillion pairs of yoga pants with one of my bazillion graphic tees. Then i just throw on my raggedy old Chuck Taylors, put my hair into a ponytail and I have the masterpiece known as me. I know, GASP!, where's my makeup? And my designer shoes? You better stop looking because you are never going to catch me dead in that stuff.
You see I have never been one to be girly. I live in a small town called Comise and I grew up alone with my dad. When I was younger, all i wanted to do was be on a field, whether it was a softball field or a football field, I would practically live on it. Sports has become a major part of my life. It just helps me forget about the accident.
My mom was abducted and i witnessed the whole thing. I was only four and we were playing hide and seek . I was hiding in the closet when I heard her scream. Her and a mysterious makers man barged into the room when he put a small white cloth over her mouth. He dragged her out of the house and into his trunk aggressively. I haven't seen my mom since that day. I can't help but feel like it was my fault.
Anyways, as you can see, I am an open book. I love math, I play 13 different instruments, I have an IQ of 167, blah blah blah. But the most important part is what you don't know about me. My name is Jesselynn and I have a secret. And only one person knows.

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