PREFACE

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"IS THERE ANY POINT OF LIVING IF THE ONE THAT MAKES YOU FEEL ALIVE IS DEAD."Rich hues of red blended with oranges, purples, crimsons. Sitting on a rooftop was Finneas Jacobs. His dirty blonde hair dancing as the wind breezed, his form laid lazily on the roof. In his left hand sat an old tape recorder.

His eyebrows furrowed slightly as he mulled the thought over "I mean really is there anything to live for anymore?" His mouth thinned as he hummed "My therapist tells me, I always have something to live for, I think that's absolute bullshit. Cameron was my world and if my world is gone, I think the outlook of survival would be zero percent."

The young teen chuckled slightly, his eyes glazing over "It's weird to think that there was a point in my life without Cam with me, honestly I can still remember the day we met. By god how can I forget...."

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