Prologe

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Hannah sat on a broken down tree, sobbing. Her makeup was smeared all over her face and hands, and her dress was dirty with rips everywhere. She looked up at the sky. It was night time and she smiled, though it was barley visible. She watched he stars twinkle in the night sky as she listened to the soothing sound of the nearby ocean. She looked back down at her torn dress and thought, What was I thinking? She then sighed, knowing the answer, but not wanting to say it. She rubbed her arms as a cold breeze flew by. A small flower from her dress followed the wind. She watched it fly away and started to think about him. About JJ.

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