It all started...

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It all started when my mom died from cancer. After that I didn't care about life. I didn't feel life pass me by. The time was slipping through my fingers like water does when you try to hold it. Now I lived by my myself, haveing no father and now no mother. I had no clear future ahead of me. I was on the verg of not being able to pay the small apartment I shared. All my family was in Peru and I couldn't afford a ticket there. I had sold the house me and my mom lived in before so I could pay the debt I had from collage. Actually this was my last year of collage I could afford so I was dropping out. I worked full time at a Mc Donald three blocks away from my house but it was a very poor salary. My roommates name was Sarah, she was some sort of prostitute because every night she would be in her room doing you know what with a different guy. But me and Sarah had this sort of connection and I could talk to her about anything (if you didn't know she walked around the street at night with a way to short dress on then you would think she was a normal person). Ok so when I wasn't working then I was at Starbucks studing for my finally year before I dropped out.

Life was like this for almost a year, until I met them....

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