Prologue
I still remember the day i was born. I remember the look of confusion and disgust on my Mother's face as i was thrown into her arms.
Im the youngest of two, perhaps they didn't want to risk it again when they saw how I turned out.
I'm not particularly out of the ordinary I have never fully understood why my family despises me so much.
I have infantile amnesia and a photographic memory, I guess that pushes me a bit farther away from normal.
But the fact I can remember these memories it shifts a supposedly gift into a burden.
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