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I never had anyone growing up. I never knew my father, I don't have any siblings that I know of, and my mother left me for drugs when I was a young child.

I didn't have anyone.

Orphanage's and foster care is nonexistent where I come from. I grew up on the streets with the rest of the kids like me. Not all of them had the same situation, but close enough.

Growing up on the streets we go into gangs and mobs. Places where kids shouldn't grow up.

But we were tough, and we survived.

Well...most of us did, others... Not so much.

Now here we are today bringing hell upon those who try to challenge us. And I have to tell you. We are not well tamed.

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My name is June Dove and to me shooting a gun is almost lie breathing; its quiet easy for me and I'm damn good at it. I have to be living like I do. But this just what life has to offer for me. My number one rule to stay alive is to TRUST NO ONE.

Simple rule really, it has kept me alive for nearly twenty years.

To make it easier on me, a lot of my friends and those who were close are already dead. Now there is only my gang left, but being a "pretty" girl, I have to watch my back. That's okay though, most of the guys are too scared to touch me. They know I will do the worst to them if they touch me.

Then there's Derin, our leader, Markus's right had man, and the only person I semi-trust.

And as I walk down a hallway to meet up with Derin, I question if I'm being over the top and too up tight about not trusting anyone this much.

But what can I say; trust no one because no one was there. Survival 101.

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