Luckily I got at least one friend. Jeff had also been abandoned by his parents, his mother had become pregnant during high school and Jeff `s father had just left her and gone to army, so she started to take drugs. Because Jeff`s mother didn`t really cared about her childs and was hardly ever at home, and Benjamin and I were lonely in the mall, I asked if Jeff and his siblings (Two sisters, Jenny who was 9 and in same as class Benjamin, 7 year old Jessie, and little brother Jack who was 5), wanted to move to the mall with us.
They had lived by stealing food and money, because their mother never cooked to them, and they teached me and Benjamin steal too. We wouldn`t have to, our parents were rich enough to feed us all, but it became some kind of game. We stole only from our parent`s stores and from rich people, it was revenge to my parents, and left a note with "Forgotten children" written to it.
Soon our "gang" was in the news, and now, three years later, we were legend in our school. It was actually quite funny how my classmates first laughed and made fun of us, and minute later they told each other exitedly about Forgotten children`s new attacks. No one knew the truth about us.
It was Fourth of July, and I had just turned 15, when the Rebel of Angels started.
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