Dallas
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"Jaylen, I miss you. Just please, tell me where you are and I'll come and get you honey. It'll be better this time baby, I promise. I just kind of got out of control and lashed out. It'll never happen again. Just please, return this call so I can come and get you before something bad happens Jay. I love you, come home." That was the 20th message he had left in a matter of 10 minutes. Ladies and gents, let's give a round of applause to the biggest liar of all time. He said it wasn't gonna happen again last time. Look where I am now. Waiting on the number 51 train to come and take me away from my personal hell. That was the last time that I was gonna allow Jason to shape me into his rag doll whenever he saw fit. "May I have your name Miss?" I looked up at the grey-haired man, a good 63 years of age. He wore a perfect, but wrinkled smile on his face as he awaited my answer. "Your name?" He asked again after I hesitated to answer. I thought for a moment before answering, "Dallas, sir."
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