Lost but found

Prologue

Hey, it's Hannah.

Hannah Baker.

Don't adjust your... whatever device you're hearing this on.

It's me, live and in stereo.

No return engagements, no encore, and this time absolutely, no requests.

Get a snack. Settle in.

Because I'm about to tell you the story of my life.

More specifically, why my life ended.

And if you're listening to this tape... you're one of the reasons why.

I'm not saying which tape brings you into the story.

But fear not, if you received this lovely little box, your name will pop up.

I promise.

Anyway, the rules here are pretty simple.

There are only two.

Rule number one: "You listen."

Rule number two: "You pass it on."

Hopefully, neither one will be easy.

It's not supposed to be easy otherwise I would've emailed you and mp3. 

When you're done listening to all 13 sides, because there are 13 sides to every story. 

Rewind the tapes put them back in the box, and pass them on to the next person.

Oh, and the box of tapes should have included a map. 

I'll be mentioning several spots around our beloved city. 

I can't force you to visit them, but if you'd like a little more insight, head for the stars. 

Or, you know, just throw the map away, and I'll never know, or will I? 

You see in case you're tempted to break the rules, 

understand I did make a copy of these tapes, 

and I left them with a trusted individual, who, 

if this package doesn't make it through all of you, 

release those copies in a very public manner. 

This was not a spur of the moment decision. 

Do not take me for granted, not again. 

Do what I say, not more, not less. 

You're being watched.  

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A/N: Hello guys! This is my first story. Hope you like it! Mwaa :*

~Yodi