Prologue

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Prologue

They think I’m crazy. They say I’m insane. I watched the workers walk past in their white outfits. They’re watching me thinking I’m crazy. I glanced up at the clock. 2:37 AM. In a few hours I would probably be sent to a psych ward. I looked to my right. There was an oxygen tub hooked to my arm. All my wounds had been mended. I looked over and saw my Mom walking through the door. She ran over too me. Her face looked red, probably from some crying that she had done earlier.

“Aaron! Are you alright? What happened?” My mom shouted out nervously.

“Mom, I’m fine now,” I replied. 

“But what happened?” my mom screamed again. She hugged me as best as she could since I was lying down in hospital bed.

That’s a good question. How did this all happen? Well, it had started about a week ago...

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