*Trigger warning*

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My story isn't worth reading.

No eyes of another human being should have to bear the misery of reading my tale.

If you happened to stumble across this book, hoping for an amazing and wonderful story to lay your eyes upon, I'd advise you to throw this tragic piece of trash across the room, and pick up something worth reading. Some story that ends in kisses and happily ever afters.

I swear to you, one glimpse into my life will make you wish you passed up the bookstore on your shopping mall spree.

Present, Past, and Future.

I'm not a happily ever after.

I'm a little bird leaving the nest for the first time, then to discover that my wings did not work in the first place. I'm a fish discovering that I can't breathe underwater. I'm a child you gets kicked, beaten, and starved by the people who gave birth to her.

That is who I am.

I'm not a princess, a queen, or even just a regular human being who gets one ounce of respect.

To the people I know, to the people I care about and trust, I am a piece of dirt, stuck to the floor, waiting for someone to step on me.

I only had one person who cared about me.

And they were ripped from my arms, dragged into the void of darkness I knew they could not survive.

Now you understand why this book needs to hit the garbage. Because my life needs to hit the garbage.

I need you to throw it away for me.

Because this time, I'm going

And there's no turning back.

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My apologies for this particular one. It's a bit dark, and I don't want to upset sensitive people. Again, I'm sorry.

Happen to use this prologue in your story? Comment the title of your book!