Prologue:Andy

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Andy's POV

I've always been alone so I didn't understand why this was any different. How could my family be "affected" by my health. The world isn't fair though, now is it. People say "love conquers all" well they must live in a Utopia, otherwise that's not true. They abandoned me. They left me hear to starve and die. They picked up and walked out, just like that, leaving me here in this crummy apartment.

I was so damn tired of being treated like shit. I did a bunch of shifts at the Cafe, worked like my life depended on it. I still have nothing. Why is it that this month it seemed like I was crumbling and breaking down. Time to me felt like the seconds were minutes which turned into hours which turned into days, months and years. I was the most vunerable being now. I hated these slow seconds.

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