Prologue
From the Society's point of view, I was always wrong. About truth? It always stayed between me and my dearest mirror.
Whenever I tried to become a part of this shitty society, guess the words I always heard from them?
Mean, Emotionless, Psycho.
I've never understood them. I was just a ten-year-old girl. At that time, it used to make me sad and demotivated. But not anymore. Still I have some questions like why they used to call me that? Is it because I was friends with him? Or is it because he was friends with me.
I was stuck.
I was in a world that no one would have believed that still exist. I wasn't being emotionless, it was just, they never understood me. They never knew what I wanted.
But he knew. He always knew.
Now, when everything is over I look back and think, if it was them instead of me, they wouldn't have survived what I did. I call myself a survivor. Once they know the truth, I will be famous with name of ‘J’ the Survivor.
