My Little Library

Short Story #3. Billy

****NOW THIS STORY IS ACTUALLY TRUE. It happened in my life and if anyone is curious about what happens further on I will do my best to answer you. I'm only a message away and not afraid to reply. However if I find that I cannot answer you questions I will be honest and say so, but if I feel many want to know then I will make a story of it. Everything will be true in it since it's a part of my life that I fee shouldn't have any fantasy. Let know what you think!****

Billy. That was his name. He was a few inches taller then me and had an intimidating look to his face. His black hair formed into a small mohock giving off a 'bad boy' attitude to him. To think that only a few years ago he was the same boy I payed with in the back yard. Now? Now he keeps to himself more intimidating then ever.
Billy wasn't always kind. You had to constantly worry about which side of him you would get. When we use to play as kids, he always played a little to ruff and extreme. Once he even had a toy gun that shot small plastic balls and told my other cousin, who was a year younger, to hold me down as he shot it to my neck and stomach. It shot so hard that I gasped for air when they let me go. However I still played its him because my other cousin did. I always hoped that he would change.
As we grew, so did his need for trouble. I found out that her started stealing and because influenced by drug and alcohol. It was sad really. I imagine that in five years he would have been in and out of jail. His child would be raised without a father and the mother wouldn't want anything to do with him. I see him regretting the life he has as he takes customers orders. All his wishes become but a dream that he'll never be able to fulfill. And his mentality? The glass will always be half empty...

THE END

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