Well, when my Adoptive parents got murdered I decided to get revenge as soon as I could, I was strong, fearless, and loved by the people, I was the legend of the Village, but soon I became an Outlaw and had to run..
Now I'm just a normal raccoon
(lol)
Ye, like-
I wasn't rly "adopted", I got found alone in a river by a couple in Mexico, they were poor but rly nice
I started to grow up in a village and ye
(Same)
Yk, I used to grow up in the hood tho tbh
(It's an old German book about creepy urban stories for kids, I fr thought as child that if I kept sucking on my thumbs that the scissor-man would rush through the door and cut my thumbs off)