My family are gone.
Every single member of my family were killed as soon as we stepped foot on American soil.
And yet they let me live to tell the tale of how my family was slaughtered because my mother was black.
Even the white members of my family, which was almost all of them, were killed.
My family had hoped for a new start in America, but I'm the only one who gets to do that now.
It's been two years since that happened, but it never gets easier.
Time heals all wound is total bullshit, especially in my case.
In other news, the city that I have lived in for the past two years is going to have an integrated school, meaning my friends and I will be joining the "whites", which everyone else calls a recipe for absolute chaos.
My friends are Julius Campbell, Petey Jones, Jerry "Rev" Harris, and Big Blue.
My name is Hudson Morgan, and I will become a Titan at this integrated school.
I'll get four new friends in Alan Bosley, Gerry Bertier, and two more new kids like Louie Lastik and Ronnie Bass.
Alongside other football players that will become our teammates, we will become the Titans.
You will remember the Titans.
You will Remember Us.
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Remember Us
FanfictionI watched them, hoping that they wouldn't screw up, and yet they did. I scoffed before I made my presence known to the gentlemen on camp. "Bertier, you've grown up with Alan and yet you won't help him up. Shows how much you care." I scowled before...
