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PROLOGUE

From every wound there is a scar and every scar tells an story. A story that tells I survived.

I looked at myself in the mirror.

I hadn't changed. I was still the old, ugly, me.
I acted as if these scars never defined me, as if they didn't exist but the truth is they do and they have hold over me more than anything else

I didn't know what I was excepting. I just wanted to look beautiful. For people to look at me and love me.  No, that wasn't possible.
There use to be a time when I had perfect skin and a flawless body.
But now all I have a scars. A hateful reminder of my past.

My mom died when I was thirteen and lot of shit has occurred since then.

After her death,my dad had become unstable. He would drink and sleep. That's all he used to do. He lost his job and would never leave home. He would never hit me though. Not even once. He loved me and he was just devastated. I guess people have their own ways with coping up with death. I changed too. I don't know if is  in a better or a bad way.

It's been 4 years since her death. I am 17 now and things have changed tremendously.

Standing at the mirror I realised that I will now be getting ready for the thing I have dreaded for years.
Go back to the past.
Goodbye diary,
I feel I would not be seeing you for a while.
Ps - Aaron if you manage to get a hold of this.... Don't do anything reckless. I did this so you don't get distracted from the main reason you formed the gang. Revenge.

A   unreal sensation of dejà vu shot through my body as I made my way towards my room window. My dad wouldn't allow me to get out and I needed to.
Or else dad will be in danger.

The gang will be in danger
Aaron Parker will in danger.
I had to leave.
I had to run.
I had to sacrifice my self to my greatest  nightmare.

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