Prologue

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The night my parents died, I was out of my mind. Why did they die? They don't deserve it. Yes sure, I argue with them almost always but why do I have to go through this pain of losing them? It's been exactly 12 hours since they died, and, I have no idea what I'm supposed to do. I'm only 16; I don't deserve this do I? I was there when they were murdered. It was the worst thing I have ever seen in my life. I remember only bits and pieces of what happened like someone put up a wall in my mind so I don't remember everything that happened that afternoon. Every once in a while I would suddenly have a new memory of what happened that night. It took me a while but I put together the pieces and I found out something, something very bad.

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