Prologue

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Running. That's all I seem to be doing. Running from home. Running from life. Running from him. Sometimes I wish I had a normal life. A normal childhood. If I had that, then maybe I too could have been normal. But that's not the case. The face was, was that I didn't have a normal childhood or life am I am not a normal teenager. I have a past. A past that I was trying to out run, only to have it get closer with each step I take.Soon it will catch up to me. And what will I do then? The answer is simple. I will run.

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