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My name is Manta McCrae, I am a 18 year old originally from Canada. I shouldn’t technically be saying that my last name is McCrae, it should be Radke but, I will never change it. The reason for it legally being called Radke is because a very nice man named Ronnie is fostering me. He doesn’t like to be called a foster parent, more like a mature sibling. He saved me from a very abusive family situation when my parents and I moved to Los Angeles and he found them beating me up when they were high. He took me in and fixed me up, he saved my life. He is the reason I am here today.

He is also the only person I talk to.

Ever.

Why is that, you might ask?

Due to my past, I have decided to mute myself. I have the ability to speak yes, but I seldom do. I get extreme anxiety when I talk to anyone but Ronnie, even though I still seldom use words with him. He takes me anywhere he can but, staying in the apartment is usually the best plan for me. He wants me to break out of this thick shell that I have built around myself.
I was fine where I was, in my small bubble, happy as one in my situation could be.

Until the day he did something that is both unforgivable yet, life changing.

He brought me to Warped Tour.

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So this is the prologue!

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