I lead a pretty normal life as far as normal goes. Who am i kidding? Thats not really true. Truth is, i was poor. Really poor, i thought life couldnt get any worse. But thats the thing with life, it likes to surprise you. Life wasn't my best friend..... It had it in for me the minute i was born. Everything about my life sucked, i had hit rock bottom. But then they came. And i knew i was wrong. I hated them. Who were they to tell me i was adopted? Who were they to tell me that i was sent off with my fathers best friend into hiding and given a new identity the night my father was murdered? Who were they to tell me that my entire life was nothing but a lie?
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