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Is this a good start for a book? ( 1/2 a page or so.)

Please tell me if I should keep going with this story or not.
Also, there are still some edits to be made, so bear with me if anything seems off.

In a dark, damp cell, I rest. My arms, stretched out like angel wings. As I lay on my cold and barren bed, I pray.
I pray to be free from this place; to take flight and escape, but freedom does not come for a cursed soul like me.
What sins have I committed to be in this hellish place? Why am I here?
These are the thoughts that rush through my head as I close my eyes and try to erase the world around me.
Night after night, all that is left are the pains from the past, as well as the fear of the inevitable fate that will soon end it all!
But as of the moment, I’m just trying to block out the sounds around me. The crying, screaming, and random talk…all of it! I am just trying to block it all out.
But you don’t want to hear about the here and now, do you? You want to hear about my “tragic past,” don’t you?
Well, it all started many years ago. I was born on the last Friday of April, April 25th. My mom was a lawyer and Catholic. My dad was a scientist and Jewish.
Over time, Tiffany, my mother, became pregnant thanks to Zachary, my dad. Nine months later, I was born.
The name they gave me was Netael. The name means “Plant of God.”

So, should I keep going with this story??

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