prologue

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(A/N : ahhhhhh im so exited to be wriring this i had this dream at like 3:00 a.m and i got up and wrote all i coupd remember from it so i can turn it to an awsome fanfic)

"momy ?" i shouted as the six year old me went down stairs following the sound of wimpers,as i reached the living room i saw a big guy dressed in black fighting with my mom,"chris" my mother shouted as the guy stabbed her,and ran out of the room,i raced to my mothers fragile and weak body,"momy are you okay? please stay with me" i said hugging her as tears stramed down my face,"ill be ok,just promise me to stay strong" she said as a ghost of a smile apeared on her lips,"you have great potentials,i love you" she said as she started fading,"no,no,no momy stay with me please,dady"

'peep peep peep!' i slaped my alarm clock smashing it as pain shouted threw my wrist,ughh today is monday,and i have school,you know those morning people well im not one of them,mornings were my mothers favourite time she was always so bright and happy i missed her,a lot,i still remember when my dad found me all covered in my mothers blood next to her dead body,he hasnt been the same since that day,now hes allways busy,allways in his office he bearilly even spoke to me,i didnt have it easy in school either,seing as a guy like me dosent really fit in,and since 8th grade,my best friend turned into my personel nightmare,he allways found ways to humilliate me,i took shower and got dressed,i grabed a toast and mumbled a good morning to my dad not bothering to hear a reply 'good morning my ass' he mumbled back,my twine brother walked in with a frown and dull eyes ,yeah he's not a mornings persone either,i grabed my back and we headed across the street to tylers and lisas house,they were cousins and both there moms were single and lived together,joey knoked on the door and lisas mother answered,"joey chris how good to see you boys" she said as we both hugged her and smiled , when our mother died her and ms. oakly were all we're our second mothers," lissa tyler" she called up the stairs,"coming !" shouted lissa as she went down the stairs followed by a sleepy looking tyler,"hey guys" joey bided to them as we hugged and tyler smiled lazilly and said,"good morning guys" he said

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