The Outcast Crew
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Addie an eighteen year old girl that comes from a broken home in Detroit. Although her mother never was around and her father seemed to hate her. Hated her mother because she left Addie when she was 4 months old. The rest is untold.
Autumn a rebellious seventeen year old girl that came from a divorced family. She hasn't seen her father in years. Her mother never around. Her story hasn't been told.
Diana, a shy seventeen year old girl coming from an abusive father. She was abused until the age of thirteen and was taken with her older sister Ginger to her mum. The abuse was the reson of scars on her wrists.
Ashton, a nineteen year old boy. His dad never around and he never really liked his mother so he blocked the world out. That being reason of scars.
Luke, a shy eighteen year old boy. His dad rarely home and his mum always teaching. He always listens to music.
Johnnie, a seventeen year old. He was always kind to the other members of the Crew. He almost killed himself.
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