Prolouge

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 A few months later~

   The air was crisp was cool and brisk that morning. It was mid Fall, which was usually my favorite season. I loved going outside playing with her friends - or people that seemed at the time like they were friends.

   But now, I hated Fall. I liked Spring now. Because that's when I could go outside and play with my friends - people who were my actual friends.

   What a fool I was to think that family actually loved me. I felt so much older now, knowing what was right and what was wrong. I didn't need adults. I had these people. I had grown with these people, these people had taught me.

   "Arwen!!" Grayson screamed reaching for my hand. He was holding onto Cara and Cameron while Aviv and Preston were grasping his ankles. I snapped out of her trance and looked at the situation on front of me. "Oh yeah." I remembered looking down, "I'm falling off a cliff." "Arwen!!" Grayson screamed once more his grip loosening on her small, petite hands. "I'm ok!!" I screamed back pulling on his arms. "Pull you guys!! Cara screeched, black mascara tears seeping out of the sides of her eyes. "It's ok." Cameron told me softly. "We're getting you out. We're not letting go again."

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