At Midnight

At Midnight

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We are the forgotten. We are the ones that haunt your memories, the ones you wish to forget. We are the ones you are ashamed of, yet the ones you fear most. We are the most terrifying group, yet we are the most determined. We are wanted all over the region. We are the rulers of the shadows. We are the runaways. We are the Rebels. We are the Rebels, a group of over one hundred kids, all under eighteen. We are the children who ran away, we are the children who were abused. we are the children who were ignored, or kicked out. I am the leader of the Rebels. My name alone is enough to make people run away screaming, fearing for their lives. If you come across me, you are unfortunate. If you are a survivor of me, you are lucky; very lucky. My name is Midnight, and this is my story.
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