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Prologue

My mother always told me I was special. One in a kind. No one was like be or could dream of being me. I thought she was right. I thought I was special. Man was I ever wrong. Not was there only one other person exactly like but there were thousand.

I wasn't told about this till I was about 22. I guess no one thought I was able to get threw this till I got older and they were right.

The day I found it about it ws all together a weird day.

It's like the entire world disappeared the entire day. No one was answering their phones. Everyone I usally see and talk to wasn't around, and I had no clue where they went.

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⏰ Last updated: May 12, 2014 ⏰

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