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  • Miscreation Steve Rogers
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    I looked back at my farm style home one last time. All I knew was that I was different. A mutant. A Freakshow. A miscreation . My family wouldn't stand for that. My school wouldn't stand for that. Society wouldn't stand for that. I couldn't stay here. Not where I could hurt someone. I had to go. And I had a place in m...