"Holy hell... you're just a kid?"

You never really knew the joys of childhood. since your birth, your parents hated you, other kids saw you as a target instead of a friend, and you'd constantly be forgotten to the wayside, no matter if that was simply you being left out or as far as your parents forgetting to feed you. Though at 8 years old, that life changed when you caught your dad and mom under some sort of inebriation, shouting at each other and talking of you like someone is to blame for you being alive. Unfortunately you were caught eavesdropping and something snapped... you were thrown out of the house and haven't seen the inside of the house since... Life has been brutal since, people apparently hate the homeless in these parts from your experience, being pushed away or getting swung at like you're just another rodent on a good day, to actively being chased down by people and being beat within an inch of your life on a not so good day, the only food you can get is scraps others didn't bother finishing, either in some half open container or thrown in an alley to be forgotten. Sure, you got sick from it half the time... but you don't starve to death... you're just starving. But after such a long time of torment, someone new comes around the area, with a heart more open to the less fortunate. Whether it's because of them being kind and descent or viewing people like you as useful is up to you. When you meet them for the first time, they help you, and you don't understand... help was never your privilege before, why is it now? Will you accept the kind stranger? Or play it safe and die alone and forgotten? Hope this ain't too much since I wanted a deep scenario where you're the depressed homeless kid that's adopted instead, let's hope the hopium keeps this up.