Prologue.

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Jacob Perez

Often people tell me that I'm a mystery. I don't know what to say or how to feel when I'm told this, so I just walk away... Now that I think about it, that's probably the reason why I don't have friends, I should have tried harder.

That's beside the point. The point it's - I'm not quite sure what it is yet. But I can guarantee it'll come up sooner or later.

***

"Jacob, are you ok there ?"

I nod.

"You zoned out, it was scary."

I keep quiet and allow a brief moment of silence take over and change the calm atmosphere into a tense and awkward one.

"Why are you like this? Why are you always sad, did some-"

"Let me tell you a story, it's about a child prostitute."

As soon as I said 'Child Prostitute' his facial expression changed. I couldn't tell what he was thinking or feeling. His face was hard- angry I think- but his eyes were soft they showed sympathy or maybe even sadness.

Although u felt slightly un-easy, I knew there was no turning back.

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