Chapter 1

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I fear. I fear trust and hope and most of all wishful thinking.

All I ever wanted was to be loved and be able to put my trust in somebody, but I learned the hard way that nobody is trustworthy no matter how they may seem.

It all began on cold winter morning, in a small town hardly noticeable next to Rhombus, a bigger city. I had awaken with a start at hearing the sound of police cars driving down the street, but thinking it was nothing I had simply closed my eyes and fell back to sleep. But it was to no avail. Our front door was busted open and before I knew it, police officers were dragging me and my brother out the door. We screamed and fought but they were much stronger than we were and had little trouble stuffing us in the police vehicles. I watched as my parents ran out of the house with tears streaming down my face while wondering why this was happening

The police pushed our parents away and began to walk towards us. They got into the police car and began to drive away taking us farther and farther from everything we had ever known.

I stared quietly out the back of the window and said goodbye to my life.

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