prologue...sort of?

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       Away. That's was all I wanted. I wanted to be away from all the people, from my so-called friends, from the people who "loved" me. I was done. Done with it all. I couldn't escape it. Cutting? Bullshit all I ever did was scratch up my arms. Stopped that a long time ago. Pills? No. They won't fix the problem. Stop eating? None of it will. I guess I'm stuck here. Stuck in a place I call hell.

But he, he made it all go away.

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