It's Easy To Be Brave When They're

My Name Is Four,” I Say. “call Me ‘stiff’ Again And You And I Will Have A Problem.

Scrubbing The Floor When No One Else Wanted To Was Something That My Mother Would Have Done. If I Can't Be With Her, The Least I Can Do Is Act Like Her Sometimes.

From One Tyrant To Another. That Is The World We Know, Now

I Understand Why She Did All Those Things, But That Doesn't Mean We Aren't Still Broken.

People, Even Genetically Damaged People, Make Choices. That’s What Matters.’