Disclaimer: (This goes for all of the stories to come) I. Don’t. Own. Anything. Ok?

Ok, so most of these stories are drabbles and are on my deviantART account. Some were entered in contests, some just for fun. The link can be found on my page.

Letters

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That was the sound that was made when I would open a letter. We would normally get many letters, mostly bills, letters from parents, and...hate mail. It was sad, you know. People actually made an effort to write to us and say 'We hate you!', 'Die Muties' or 'You're a freak of nature!'. It was hurtful, but we got through it eventually. But it was sad to still see all the hate mail that came.

But even sadder to see that they thought we cared.