Prologue.

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I'm lying down in this bed thinking about all the good times I had as a child the smile that I nolonger plaster on my face but once did as a kid because of what we call circumstances but it feels good to close my eyes cause when I do my brain takes me to places I've never been or have been to before. Reality starts to kick in when I open my eyes cause I see the same walls I've been in for the past four years I wouldn't necessarily call them just walls but the walls of Hell called the Dungen where you die for shedding tears and showing emotion. I'm Alhena Ngcobo better known as Hena and this is my story.

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