Pickpockets - stolen stuff

A bunch of my stuff has been stolen since I've been out here, as well as since my stepdad moved in, forcing me onto the streets. When I was younger, my wingbat mother bought me a wooden keepsake box with an eagle on it, from a craft table at the mall. I used to keep some magic tricks in. After falsely incarcerating my little brother and I, my step dad sold it along with a bunch of my stuff on eBay, before cheating on, and leaving my mother.

Anger seems to come in a few varieties. From where people wrong or hurt you is one. There are also fat people that seem to....

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