Society's M.I.S.F.I.T. [Coming Soon]

Prologue

My first/not-so-first non-fanfic story on here that I might like! :) Enjoy it y'all!

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This is not a story; this is reality.

We all are teenagers in this world trying to figure out where we belong. Some of us are outcasted by society because we're the "kids at risk". We've been through it all; jail, pregnancy, sex, finding ourselves, and much more. We still fail as a generation to find who we are because we want to be like everyone. Some of us want to be the next Rihanna or Beyoncé, while others just want to work a few shitty shifts at a drive-thru.

Life isn't promised to anyone. It's up to us to stand up and take control of our life. Instead of sitting on your lazy ass, listening to ScHoolBoy Q's Hands On The Wheel, get up and put your hands on the wheel of life. You can't sleep on the wheel, and expect not to crash and burn in your own low self-esteem.

We are the M.I.S.F.I.T.'s.

Not misfit; M.I.S.F.I.T.--Mistaken In Society For Incompetent Teens.

We've been through laughter and strife, day and night, and hell and back together. We've survived against all odds, and we still don't know what we want to do in life; better yet, what is life? Is life a privilege from the Messiah above us? Or is it just a stage in the transitions to a cold hell?

Us as a generation have so many unanswered questions:

- Is there a God?

- What is our purpose in life?

- Where do we go?

Some of us can answer these questions with no hesitation, and there's some of us who just don't give a fuck. We all didn't give a fuck and we soon discovered the value of life.

We learned, as a clique of M.I.S.F.I.T.s, that life has no storyline.