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[Title might change, I haven't fully decided yet] After everything that had happened, I didn't know what to do. I was lost and scared. Everything and everyone around me felt surreal, like I was living in a lie. My family says I'm "traumatised" and "still in shock". By the time you're reading this, I'll probably be dead and buried five feet down in the ground. Even though I wanted to tell someone about what happened, if I did they would call the police. So what better way to tell someone a story, if I didn't want to tell it in person? That was when it hit me; I was going to write a book about it. - Writer: Emmie Persson, me. TW: Drug addiction, alcoholism, sex, prostitution, manipulation, unhealthy coping mechanisms, murder, gore, unhealthy relationships, light abuse, annoying main characters. This is my first long story. English is not my first language so forgive me if there are spelling or grammar mistakes. Please leave some feedback, I'd appreciate it. Enjoy.
Prologue
