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I've always been a little different. It had nothing to do with the fact that my mother left when I was only four. It also bad nothing to do with the fact that I was raised by my father. To be honest, my childhood was shit. I grew up around corrupt law men, junkies and drunks. I dropped out of school when I was sixteen and followed the examples my father gave me. Alcohol and drugs were something I completely avoided since I had first-hand knowledge about what it could do to you. I stole shit, started fights I knew I wouldn't win, and hang out with the wrong crowd. So I had a track record. It was something that followed me around. Something I hated. Because of that record I was called a liar. Killing a man wasn't why I was different. I was different because I liked things no normal person would. Maybe I was sick like my father said. I always believed I was. . .until I met him. *** CONTENT WARNING - THIS BOOK IS NOT INTENDED FOR READERS YOUNGER THAN 18 YEARS OF AGE. THIS BOOK CONTAINS DARK=AND SOMETIMES VIOLENT-EVENTS THAT MAY BE TRIGGERS FOR SOME READERS. *** UNEDITED ROUGH DRAFT DUE TO CHANGE
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