Prologue 2

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"Masochist." "A what?" "Mrs. Lawkin, you're son seems to receive enjoyment from hurting himself, he is also a sociopath as he doesn't really seem to mingle well with others." Martha looked at the man with eyes of despair. "Can we do anything to help him?" "Well for starters you can keep an eye on him as he will most likely make more attempts to hurt himself, also try and provide mental support. If you can't control him, I recommend that you take him to the Clarkston Institution just a few blocks down." Martha sat down on the dark grey couch and put here head in her arms. Wondering who her child was. "I will see myself out. Goodbye mam." Martha sat afraid for what her child was and what he might become. "Mommy, what is wrong with me?" Martha was shocked at the question and looked up with tears bathing her eyes, "Nothing Craig, Nothing-" she wiped her face with the sleeve of her jersey, "There is nothing wrong with you, your my little boy. As long as I am here, you are perfect." Martha managed a smile and of course, Craig smiled back, but he knew, his mother was lying.

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