I'm only going to post a little of the story at a time!
I'd like to say things started out easy for my younger brother and I. But they didn't. Neither of us remember our parents. We lived on the streets for as long as we could remember. Then again, as far back as we remembered was only 2 years. My name's Amanda, and I'm 11. My brother's name is James, and he's 8.
Currently, we live in Washington D.C. James and I primarily roam the streets of Georgetown. Life was peaceful for a couple of homeless orphans. That was until the change.
The "change" is what I like to refer to as the time in which James and I realized our destiny. Our "destiny" being what we are. Yeah, not who we were, but WHAT we were.
I'll be sure to post the next installment soon! (: