I woke up in a trash can being pulled out by some kid I had no Idea who he was but I didn't have the strength to care. He put me down and he slapped me. "AHKSKAHDKNAHDJ!" I screamed when I woke up. He slapped me again don't ask why. He introduced himself as Ace. We talked and laughed together.
Later we saw the same gang that had beat me up earlier. Being a dumbass I yelled at them again. Both me and Ace woke up in a trash can about an hour or two later. We ended up hanging out everyday. I turned 8 he turned 11, I turned 9 he turned 12 and we grew together. He became like a second brother. I never thought that he'd soon be my only one.
Soon after he started staying over a lot and my family grew fond of him and His did me. We'd play Lego Star Wars on his play station and go camping or fishing all the time. We picked on our siblings together and then we shared a cup of Sake. Together we became brothers. My life was changed and I loved it.
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The Story of Me
No FicciónA story about everything that's happened to me and all the people I've met.
