>be me
>homeless at 13
>grew up in abusive and shitty home
>just left, never returned
>get to know other street kids
>form a gang
>25 of us in total
>city i live in is divided by good and bad
>north side and chinatown
>grew up in northside
>some tales of my time
>most of us homeless so we sleep in shelters or the streets
>never back alleys unless you want to get stabbed
>grew up streetwise
>one day at the shelter
>one kid there who is very fucking weird
>he's like mexican so he doesn't speak a hint of english
>follows us around the next day
>fucking stabs a kid in the leg and attempts to rob him
>act on instinct and grab a broken glass from the ground
>gang proceeds to beat him up
>as hard as i can i whip the bottle at his head
>he's crying and bloodied
>we rob him and run away
>that day on we established a rival gang
Want to hear more stories from the perspective of my time as a homeless kid?
Be me
please
>be me
>be Anzu
The start of you story is what happened to me. I ended up hundreds of miles away from my family and became golden boy. No gangs, no drugs. Very streetwise and have loads of thug friends but you’d never guess by looking or speaking to me. All of my old “friends” are either complete junkie losers, in jail or dead.
:3
did everyone use cool street nicknames like they do in the movies? can you say yours?
>we scrapped about 230 dollars from that kid
>we think for a while and all decide to buy knifes
>oldest kid in the group buys all for us
>i got a fucking sick oil spill one
>since we were 13 we would sit outside of liquor stores
>one day rival gang shows up
>everyone latino
>they all have shitty homemade shanks
>show up on bikes
>threaten us with our lives if we ever go to china town
>black dude in group yells
>" Shut yo bitch ass up! You ain't gonna do shit "
>latinos fucking charge
>pull out my knife
>this is the time i saw fucking kid die, and i regret it
>oldest one of the group stabs a kid in the chest
>we called him Big Rick
>Big Rick sees latino fall to the ground, obviously killed him
>latinos all in shock
>" Lets get the fuck out of here! " hear one yell
>Big Rick in paralyzed
>shake Big Rick out of it, we need to run
>we were so fucking scared we booked it to west side, around wealthy part
>Big Rick is balling his eyes out
>calm him down and say it was self defense
>little did we know latinos were planning to fucking kill us all
>and we had to be prepared
Mine was Black Quack because fought a goose once
You ever considered writing a book or something about your stories? Sounds like stuff straight out of The Outisders
>find spic kid at shelter
>had $230 on him
Makes sense.
stop making these threads
Robbed other people and notorious for pick pocketing
hi Jow Forumsgreentext fags
Hahah no xD we mostly just called each other by surnames. That was because it’s what we were called in the bad boys home. It was like a mini prison, no girls, had a school within the walled grounds and beefy staff to restrain unruly lads. They’d pin us down with great force and kneel on our arms whilst yelling CALM DOWN SON, CALM DOWN lol
>Big Rick never really recovered from killing somebody
>starting getting wasted and high all the time
>eventually he graduated to crack
>when he was sober he warned him
>he said he couldn't get over it
>told him he needed to get sober or we were going to ditch him
>he he'll try to stop
>he was 16
>some fucking homeless nutcase told him about herion
>tries it
>he liked it
>continued this, told him all the time we would leave him if he continued to get high constantly
>the night was the worst
>Big Rick wasn't coming to the liquor store at our curfew
>we all got worried and began searching
>remembered where he usually shot up
>we all went there
>there he was, needle in arm and staring in the sky
>tried to shake him
>he wasn't waking up
>we said all sadly fuck it and told the police
>Big Rick didn't even get a proper funeral, only a paupers grave.
>still sad to think he was forgotten by everyone in his life
haha that's so goofy sounding
that sounds pretty scary desu I wouldn't of done well there, wish I had a cool interesting childhood though
This thread is dumb cosplay.
Being a homeless child has pros and cons, pros being you usually are in a gang or in a group of other street kids, so you usually have protection. Cons being homeless pedos trying to fucc you
theres no latino population in Canada of any significance to form a gang
B U L L S H I T
And also isn't there welfare in Canada?
cool fictional story bro
Did you ever sell your butt?
Feels bad man
leave him alone!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!