Prolouge

Walking down the major street where half the people use, I could feel something running at me. Many times this has happened, I nearly died. Getting knocked into the road is not a pretty sight, as well as half the town hating you. Half the people around here hates me for some unknown reason. Many times have they tried to kill me. Many times have they tried to hurt me. They aren't just hurting me physically but mentally as well.

The person bumps into me, nearly knocking me into the road. Since I'm used to this, I just start walking again. This time I couldn't stop myself from falling. My stomach comes in contact with the road, just when a truck comes.

My only thoughts are: 'this is how I die'

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Sorry for it being depressing but this is only the start.

Allura-chan