Everybody always thought that I was weird, unusual or ugly. I'm not sure why though, I've never had self hate or mental illness about myself and no one ever asked or cared anyway! I ran away when I was 9, yes I know I was young but the place I was living in I couldn't even call my home! My dad was always drunk or passed out and mum was always yelling my older sister was always pushing me and my baby brother never stopped crying! It was a family not meant to be and it all started way back! My mum was a normal high school girl worrying about her hair or her makeup, one night she shacked up with a boy named Thomas WillowSmith (they didn't last long)! But as mum got older she definitely wished they stayed together because now Thomas is a superhero saving lives! After Tom and Mum were over she found a boy named Logan Taylore and yes they did the whole hop to hop bang to bang and ended up staying together! Logan was never known as nice guy, he always was in detention for skipping or picking on a kid! Yup those are my parents crazy right? Anyway when I ran away I went to the local 24 hour cafe and in there sat a guy wearing a black mask and bodysuit I went in and ordered some food with my sisters pocketmoney. "come here kid" he said to me, I went to sit down next to him "you look fimiliar, do I know you" he said very curios. "Katy Wilderburn" I said,Iknew exactly who he was but why was he siting in a 24 hr cafe drinking coffee that tastes like it beens around since 1981? "Wow, Katy"
To Be Continued