Prologue

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I sat watching in the pouring rain. I felt the drops slowly slip down my cheeks. I couldn't tell whether the fluid flowing down my cheeks was rain or, tears. I sat no expression staring at the body in the street. Not even the roar of the rioting crowd behind me could disturb my world.

"SOMEBODY! HELP!" I screamed hoping someone would come, but the rioters behind me were to loud and to strong.

"She's already gone." a whisper passed by my ear, making me look around but no one besides the rioters stood there. I've gotten way ahead myself in my life story. Please let me start from the beginning.

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