chapter 2- growing pains

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My life is complicated, I was born with dark red blood. You may think that's normal, but it isn't here. Everyone here was born with yellow blood, pure and innocent. Every time you commit a crime or felony, your blood turns darker red. Nobody can explain why I was born with this. Once you turn 15 years old, the government makes it mandatory to analyze your blood every three months to see if it has changed color or not. They found me when I turned 15, and put me in a juvenile detention center for a year, until I decided it was enough torture. You probably think it's  a little too extreme to escape, but you do not know what goes on in there. I was beaten, yet I was innocent. My parents died when I was just 13 years old. The moment is on constant replay in the back of my mind. The fire-handlers claimed that it was a "house fire" but I believe someone purposely caused it. I was known as the town freak and everybody wanted to get rid of me. The only reason why I wasn't in the house with my parents was because they sent me to go around the block and pick up some fried wontons from the restaurant, Panda Rice. My legal guardian is my Uncle Levi. He lives all the way up North in a wealthy city called Bridgebank.

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