Prologue

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"Say your prayers, little one. Don't forget, my son, to include everyone!" Metallica blared as I flew from Pittsburgh to Cincinnati. My dad recently got transferred from his office in Pennsylvania to Ohio, so this means a new house, new neighborhood, and a new school for me. I don't mind too much, but I will miss my friends a lot. I'm fourteen years old, and I have five younger siblings. Most people will tell you that I am a socially awkward seal, and they're right. I am usually in the back of class reading a book, but I get my work done and make good grades. I just don't like the amount of sheer stupidity that is middle school kids. I don't think this year will be any different.

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