Today's OneWord: Thieves
We were called rascals. Thieves. Crooks, liars, and hoodlums. Brats with no future and monsters with a past. We were none of those things. We were fighters, first and foremost. After that, we were poets. We craved art like a puma craves raw red meat, and we would not let anyone silence us. So, yes, we did cause a ruckus, and we did take a few things that they claimed didn't belong to us. But they did. And we kept them.