John POV
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It all began the day I started 3rd grade.
Back then, my mom was still alive, and my dad was actually pretty cool. I lived with them in an apartment in South Carolina. We had a pretty normal life.

On that day, I had the Talk. The Soulmate Talk, to be precise. My mom explained to me that our hair represents our soulmate. My hair was straight and dark green at the time, and a medium length, slightly shorter than most. She told me that I couldn't change my hair, and that no matter how hard I tried, it wouldn't cut, curl, or color. Well, being an 8-year-old, I asked her to prove it. We went into the bathroom and pulled out some scissors. She snipped at my hair, and the bit she snipped fell off. She started to cry. I ran out of the bathroom.
That was the day I learned that I'm an anomaly.