Prolouge

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A/N
I know I can't write but I'm doing it anyway, also, I have no idea where this book is going so if you have any ideas, please tell me. Thanks for reading. :)

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From the moment people read my arm, their faces of sorrow are unmaskable, 16 is such a young age for someone to die and because of this, people never want to be my friend. I got bullied when I was younger but people tend to back off now because of something I did when I was 13.

As soon as you are born, the society stamp you with the date of your death on your arm, a date no one can escape. 22/08/2109 - the date of my death, tomorrow.

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