My name is Justin, and I'm not just human. But neither is the girl I live next door too.
My name is Charla, and I'm not just human. But neither is the boy I live next door too.
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Mom and Dad have finally thrown me out of their house because they don't like me because I'm as you say "different".
I have no where to go. No one to go to. That's what I thought until a mirical happened.
My big brother called me.