Prologue

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Prologue

“What’s wrong with you?” I cried, questions and anger hanging in my throat. “So you came here to just grab me after you left me in the streets like nothing?” I continued with frustration, “I was so young! You chose damn America over me! I don’t care if you’re the president. I lived without a father, I don’t need one, I never did. What you did made a scar, it hurts too much.” my aimless tears fell on to the floor.

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