Prologue

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Three months. Three. Months. That's how long it's been since it happened.

That's how long it's been since the last time I actually slept peacefully.

That's how long it's been since I would eat willingly.

That's how long it's been since I actually cared about anything.

That's how long it's been since my thoughts weren't questions of "why?" And "I could've done something but I didn't"

That's how long it's been since I felt the slight bit of happiness but after all, happiness isn't the only thing.

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This story does contain content of things that are mature. One is cutting. Now I am not in any shape or form encouraging it. I would also like for anyone who bothers to read this to realize that I'm am there for them and love them. You can contact me anytime about anything and I will be more then happy to help or just talk. I love you all and I hope you enjoy this story.

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