Street kids, gangsters, rich people, etc. but with one thing in common:
They have, mutations. And they wonder just who is like them
I lay on the mattress with a thin blanket over me, and a ripped pillow under my head. I wasn't asleep though...I never slept that long...too busy wondering why our parents threw us out. I had wondered this a few years ago too. My brother said they were scared. Which I believed, since it was likely. They loved us. They loved our powers, then my mom got pregnant and we were all happy, I remember Mickey got mad about something, then the doctor said during the next visit that our sister had disappeared completely, no trace. Our parents threw us out after. I always have wondered if Mickey did that...or maybe I did...I could barely control my powers now...