Here it is. The prologue! The next chapter will be written tomorrow and issued out on Saturday!
Blu's Journal
My mind hit me harder than I could ever think.
I flew as fast as I could.
I didn't think on what I did.
I thought on what I didn't do. What I didn't do was not fly away.
I didn't think about the deaths I caused. I thought on why I didn't I run?
I thought about how I got myself in this situation.
Living happy in Minnesota, going to Rio, meeting the love of my life, many adventures, settling down, move to the Amazon, Living happy once more, move back for a summer, get sick find out news on how much trouble's going on, tried to go home, I stopped for a breather and look where I am.
A year and months later I soiled the relationship with my family, committed murder, going insane, changing my whole appearance.
I got myself a yellow scarf -I had to cut short-, I purchased a Bowie Knife, a fedora, something to hide the scar on my face and contacts. Don't ask on how a bird can wear contacts I just do; just fuck off. My vision isn't twenty twenty you asshole, ever since the new glasses for birds I've noticed that those glasses helped with my dyslexia. I've noticed a new things for birds now I'm in Russia.
Yes; I took off for Russia because I'm trying to get to The United States. It's the closet I could get without fucking going out in the hurricane. Hurricane Sandy if your wondering what it's called if not then ignore what I said.
It's getting cold so I jumped into a warehouse...
You won't believe what happen-
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