My 108 Dads
Language: en
I was abandoned when I was just five days old. But for some reason, my birth mother left me on the doorstep of the Black Talon gang in Southside. To survive, when I was staring into the fierce eyes of those desperate men, still in my swaddling clothes, I instinctively blurted out "Daddy." The rough men instantly furrowed their brows. "Maybe... we could keep her?" From then on, I had 108 fathers. But my family seemed to be a magnet for wanted posters. So, to avoid causing trouble for my dads, I lived an utterly ordinary life for over a decade. Until I encountered bullying in high school. A…