Prologue

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Pain. A four letter word with a single syllable. It was all I felt. Agonizing pain that wouldn't end. The real question is where am I and why am I in so much pain? Where's my mother, my father, my baby brother? I tried to open my eyes and look around for any source of light. A hole in the rubbish I was buried in that would lead me to the surface. To freedom. To my family. If they were alive and fine that is. I began to scream and shout pleading for someone to save me to free me from the hell I was buried in.

"Help! Please someone save me!" My screams seemed to bounce off of the walls surrounding me. I then realized no one could hear me and I would die alone. With that fleeting thought I succumbed to the darkness.

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Thank you for choosing to go on this journey with me and hopefully being there through my ups and downs writing this book it is highly appreciated.

~Maj ( @hotchic404 ) 

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