Prologue

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I always ask myself why I am like this. Is it because of the way I was born or was it because of the emptiness in my chest. My name is Sparrow Young. I grew up being hated and neglected because of my eye. Let me explain. My right eye changes color when I twitch or another word 'glitch'. It changes to many colors. I thought is was unique, but my parents thought other wise. They pretend I am just a maid when people came over. I am to do everything they ask. My eyes were amber colored. I had big boobs and a nice ass. I was never allowed to wear nice clothing. I had to wear shirts to long for me and pants or sweats to baggy for me. I wasn't allowed to leave the house like at all. I only got a piece of toast and some water for meals. If I was lucky they would have the fridge unlocked or I would find the key.

I woke up every morning drained and sore. My parents have parties every night because of how rich they are. I had to do everything for them. I was punched, kicked, and almost raped last night. I was used to it, but my urge to kill them grew stronger every beating I took. When I got that chance to do something I did...

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