Prologue

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The last thing I remember was walking home on the last day of school. I got the girl of my dreams. I passed all my classes. My birthday was only in a month. Everything was perfect, until a man grabbed me and put a rag over my face. The last words I heard were," We're gonna have fun with you."

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