Prologue

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As a member of society, you need several things to be completely accepted and wanted within society. You need a fantastic education, a proper job – not something like McDonald's, owning a home, having children. But of course, at the age of seventeen none of these things matter because you're still in school and are in fact having your first job at McDonald's. When your seventeen all that matters is that you come from a good family, that your popular and that you're pretty.

Coming from my background I did not have any of these. My parents divorced when I was ten years old and the same year my sister Violet took her own life. I barely have two friends, only one of them attends high school with me, the other one had just turned twenty-one. Being pretty wasn't something that I had, but with everything else going on in my life that was the last thing I had to worry about.

I've spent my whole life trying to make sure that everyone else is happy and I think that's taken a toll on me because I just stopped caring for myself. Even though I've helped so many people I still feel so alone because, in the end, I'm just someone who helped them get by.

I have something called pistanthrophobia, it's the fear of not being able to trust people due to your past experiences and I guess that's why I only have these two friends. To be honest, I don't even know if this is a real thing, it might just be something that my psychiatrist made up to shut me up, then again that could just be the pistanthrophobia talking.

Authors Note

As with my other books chapters will begin with the lyrics to a song, please read the lyrics as they do have importance to what is happening in the book.

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