Prologue

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Prologue: The beginning

     All my life I felt alone.

     My family was long gone before I knew what had happened. Dead in a mystery fire, and no one knows how I alone survived. I was alone at the early age of 7, with no known family. Which in the end resulted in Social Services placing me into the adoption system. Where I moved from house to house, family to family. I never had the time to make any friends. So being an orphan was hard on me.

     The families thought I was a problem child, but who wouldn't be if you've lost all your family in a burning house. But losing my family wasn't the main problem.

     I have a secret. A secret that scared me, one that I didn't know about myself until I was 12 years old, five years after my parents' death. I was very different from the normal families that tried to adopt me, very different.

     I've never met anyone like me, and that scared me because I knew it could only be shared with someone with the same secret otherwise they would have freaked if they knew the truth.

     When I was 18, I finally found a way out of the adoption system, and that sets the new setting for all of my problems that were soon to come.  

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