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"Life begins at the end of your comfort zone" -Unknown

Sawyer Jysler

Have you ever had the inevitable placed on your shoulders? By someone who was supposed to help you through the hard times? Well I have. When I was only 10 my mother died of cancer, a mixture of them. Spinal, brain, and lung cancer. She got spinal cancer when I was 2. Brain when I was 5. And lung when I was 8. I never knew what types, 1-2-3, or the official names of them. With all of the drugs and treatment and the failures her body couldn't cope. A month before my 10th birthday she went into a medically induced coma. Two days after my birthday she passed away. My mom went brain dead on my birthday. As a child you expect your other parent to help you through the tough times. Well, not me. My dad immediately blamed me. And everyday his words and action haunt me.

"Sawyer! Get me a beer bitch!"
"It's all your fault whore"
"Worthless piece of shit! You shouldn't of ever been born!"

And for the longest time I believe him. When I was 11 I was clinically depressed. And every since the forth grade I've wanted to leave my house. My dad. My life. I would drop everything and leave. But once I graduated I finally was able to do so. I'm Sawyer Jysler and I'm a 19 year old slave of her father.

Parker Vasquez

Kick. Punch. Pull the trigger. That combination was drilled in my head by the time I started school. Show no signs of weakness. When in a fight. Never get close to someone before we have inspected them. Ever. To say my life has been under an all time low is an understatement. My best friend is my neighbor. My only after school 'activity' is spent in a gym that's in my house. Under surveillance. Having to look over my shoulder when I'm alone. Not being normal. I hate it. No matter if I carry on my fathers carrier or not I will always have someone out to get me. Someone who wants to kill or capture me to get under my dads skin. And he made it this way. It's all his fault. All of it. I'm Parker Vasquez and I'm the 19 year old son of a drug lord.

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