I never knew my dad. **** my mom, she threw me out of the house before I was even 13. Then she has the gall to try and keep in touch with me after that. Granted my life living with her was ****ty too. I had one friend growing up, the only other kid in town. My entire childhood with him was spent getting the **** kicked out of myself and then listening to him tell me how worthless I was. Not like I had a choice though, there was only nine ****ing people in the town. I **** you not. So I didn't miss the place, but after leaving I spent my entire adolescence wandering the country from town to town.
My only friend at the time was an Asian guy in his mid-thirties who only hung around with me since he thought I'd get him laid. When I first met the guy we got in a huge brawl and he almost killed my pet, a tiny rodent I carried with me. Only after I beat him did he want to have anything to do with me. There was a perk though, this cute red headed girl that started hanging around. She was some kind of a sadist though, she liked to beat me up and talk about water and ****. I think she was a little crazy, but hey, aren't we all?
Well some of us are a little loony, but the bane of my ****ing existence was this loony as **** adult couple. They where one of those kinds that dresses alike and finishes each others sentences. Then they had this crazy cat with them too, the ****ing thing would not shut up. Let alone the ****ing thing always tried to like steal my pet rat and eat it. Damn thing needed a good boot to the face.
I got to see a lot of crazy places, which was nice, but it was an episode after episode to get anywhere.
So my life was ****ing weird, I spent the time traveling from town to town getting in fights with kids and adults. The only thing that kept me going was my dream to become a pokeman master.