Malick Rain
Apr 17th, 2003, 12:34:29 PM
Six Years ago I came to the realization that life never gets any better. You see I grew on the streets of Curscant and well not many people go to the part of the city I'm from.
The names Malick Rain and this is the story of how I grew and of a few people I met along the way. This story is truth told by although some may dispute it.
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The alarm in the room went off a 6:00 am it was time for Malick to head off to school. He scrabbled to his feet an hour later as he father threaten with a bucket of cold water.
"Malick get your but dressed and head of to that darn school, I'm not raising no bum of a son."
Malick's Dad then left the room for Malick to get dressed. It was like this almost every single day for him and he was slowly getting sick of the routine.
He only had a hand full of friends because his parents only let him hang out with those people they approved of. He had never dated a girl because his parents would allow it until he reached the age of 17 which was only a year away.
Malick Headed for the shower, he stepped into the normal cold water. It wasn't that he liked cold showers he just didn't have choice. After his shower he put on a ragged old T-shirt and some blue jeans and made his way to the kitchen of the apartment where his family sat for breakfast.
His three sisters Molly, Barbra, and Gilly sat in there usual spot and his three brothers Jake, Jeffery, and Harold sat at there spots. None of his brothers or sisters cared for him; he was the middle child the one that was forgotten on most accounts.
Malick's dad looked up at him from his newspaper with a glare in his eye. Malick new it well it meant his father had something to say to him and it might not be something he likes.
"You Better show up at the store right after school today, none of this five minutes late crap."
"Yes sir."
Malick state with respect, it really wasn't respect it was more fear then anything. His father’s wrath could be bad sometimes, one time he had seen his brother Jeffery come home with a black eye for talking with a girl on work time.
The names Malick Rain and this is the story of how I grew and of a few people I met along the way. This story is truth told by although some may dispute it.
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The alarm in the room went off a 6:00 am it was time for Malick to head off to school. He scrabbled to his feet an hour later as he father threaten with a bucket of cold water.
"Malick get your but dressed and head of to that darn school, I'm not raising no bum of a son."
Malick's Dad then left the room for Malick to get dressed. It was like this almost every single day for him and he was slowly getting sick of the routine.
He only had a hand full of friends because his parents only let him hang out with those people they approved of. He had never dated a girl because his parents would allow it until he reached the age of 17 which was only a year away.
Malick Headed for the shower, he stepped into the normal cold water. It wasn't that he liked cold showers he just didn't have choice. After his shower he put on a ragged old T-shirt and some blue jeans and made his way to the kitchen of the apartment where his family sat for breakfast.
His three sisters Molly, Barbra, and Gilly sat in there usual spot and his three brothers Jake, Jeffery, and Harold sat at there spots. None of his brothers or sisters cared for him; he was the middle child the one that was forgotten on most accounts.
Malick's dad looked up at him from his newspaper with a glare in his eye. Malick new it well it meant his father had something to say to him and it might not be something he likes.
"You Better show up at the store right after school today, none of this five minutes late crap."
"Yes sir."
Malick state with respect, it really wasn't respect it was more fear then anything. His father’s wrath could be bad sometimes, one time he had seen his brother Jeffery come home with a black eye for talking with a girl on work time.