We didn’t know(or possibly just didn’t care) where we went or what happened to us, but we knew we were goin’ places. And then we ended up in Salem, Oregon, sleeping behind large stores, stealing food and clothing, and getting picked on and bullied by older kids and gangs that would sometimes pay us to do their “evil” doings. We did that for about five years, then quite. That’s how we made all our newer enemies, Chip and Scar.
Until just now, only me and Damien knew about all that stuff. And now we’re going back to where it all started. I don’t know if our moms still live where they used to, but I suppose we’ll find out soon enough.
How will we afford to live, you ask? We’ve got our ways.
Where? Wherever we please(and its cheap).
I just hope our ways work.