Prologue

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"BEEEEPPP" Shoot. I hated that stupid alarm clock. I attempted to slam down the button to turn it off, but the only thing I accomplished was getting myself a large bruise on my hand. FML.

To add on to my beautiful morning my sister could be heard screeching at me to hurry up. But did my mother scold her? Nope. Why? Because she was the favorite, the better one, the apple of my mother's eye. Did I care? Yes but I learned not to care a long time ago.

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