Prologue

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Nessa's pov
I live in a boring house. My mom is a drug addict but my father and I were like best friends for life he'd always take me shooting on weekends and he'd teach me to edit my cosplay videos when I didn't know how. I was currently going to school for makeup and stuff I already have a degree in culinary and video editing. I woke up one morning to find my father dead on the ground his throat slit open and the crimson color of blood stained the tile.

It looked like he was making us breakfast I quickly called the police and reported this event. I ended up telling them about my drug addict of a mother and they quickly took note of that. I decided to call my best friend Jay

"Hello?"
"Hey Jay."
"Nessa? What's wrong?"
"My dad was murdered"
"Oh shit pack up a weeks worth of clothes I'm coming to pick you up."
"Ok."

I then grabbed my backpack and filled it with clothes, my laptop, Phone charger and earbuds. Zipping up the backpack I hear a knock on the door. I put the backpack over my shoulders and open the door "hey what's wrong?" "I'll tell you when we get to your place." I said and got in her car.

She drove in a very comfortable silence and pulled up in her driveway. We both got out and she unlocked her door "you know where your room is but let's talk first." She said locking the door behind her and sitting on the couch.

I sat next to her and sighed "I woke up this morning to find my dad on the ground dead." I said my voice cracking and tears attempting to fall, but I pushed them back. Jay then embraced me and smiled "you should smile Nessa! It'll make you feel better!" She said cheerfully but I continued to frown. "No I won't smile..... never again." I said and walked off into my room and set up my laptop.

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