Prologue

Do you believe in a God? Do you believe in love? What about that little voice that tells you that you aren't good enough? "You'll never be good enough" it whispers the second you have a glimmer of hope. You pray and pray it'll end but it doesn't. It's even worse when you've been exiled from your own home. Others don't understand. Nobody even remembers people like me. I am the forgotten...