I am a survivor. I will survive any outcome because I fight. I will fight any obstacle, whether it is big or small, that blocks my way. And I am not alone.
I am part of a small group of teens that are known as the Family. We are all homeless, roaming from street to street. No parents. No guardians but each other. We are the only family we have.
Each of us has a sob story that we can dwell on. But then we would never move forward and would not survive. And we must survive. It would be pathetic if getting abandoned by our parents or kicked out of our homes would make us lose hope. No, it just made us stronger. We are going to prove that they were wrong to judge us and abandon us, and kick us out.
We are all different. Our races. Our appearances. Our personalities. Our back stories. But we have one thing in common. We are all mutants.
An SYOC story. Information on profile.