Purple Haize

I was born into a family that knew nothing but love and kindness, but the cruel hand of death took it away from me.
For years, I searched for a place to belong, to matter, to be a part of something bigger.
After a fight that resulted in a bloody nose and a bruised ego, I found one.
I found a family that knew everything about loyalty and respect; and profited on the vices of many.
In the chaos of the tough and resilient, I found a pair of violet eyes that would haunt me in my dreams until the ...