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Prologue

Standing at the funeral of her parents wasn't something Ravena ever thought about. Yes her parents were not the best but at least she had someone to rely on. She had a shed over her head. She watched the people around her crying as the funeral was coming to an end.

A few tears rolled down her cheeks as her black dress flowed with the wind. She wiped her eyes with the tissues a social worker offered her.

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