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Well to get started, my name is.....just call me fox, born 1983 may 3rd in
puerto rico, Llorens Torres, i had 2 older brothers, peter and jessy,(they were around 6 feet, built, black hair and brown eyes) and i
lived with my mother and father(mother was 5 feet, black hair and father was 6'2 feet with black hair and a little built), the best family i could ask for but the worst
place we could live in, by the time i was five i was already stealing from
stores, when i was 8 i started to sell drugs, at 12 i started to break into
houses, at 14 my life changed, i was happy with my life, i stole food from
stores so i never ran out of food, stole stuff from houses and sold them for money so i had clothe and stuff i needed but one night as i was
counting my cash in my room and by the way we lived in an apartment and my
brothers shared a room and i got my own room and my parents had their own room, mine wasnt big but it was ok, well as i
counted my cash i heard yelling and screaming, nothing unusual but i was so busy
counting my money i didnt bother to know whos voice it was that was screaming, 3
gun shots went off and i decided it was enough so i went outside to see who
got shot and there they were, my mother and father, i didnt cry but i was shocked, i
always thought i was a monster since i didnt cry that day, it was like having my bones shatter, so much pain but your so shocked that you dont know what to feel, as i stood there my 2
brothers ran out and cried as they held my mother and fathers body and then they swore revenge, they were twins both 18 years old, a
week later they found out the killer was a guy named spades and went after him but before they left
they told me to stay and they would be back later but that nite they never came
back, insted the guy that killed my parents and my brothers came to my house and
broke down the door and walked in each room but when i heard the door break open
i ran into my closet and i took my gun from my drawer(it was a 9mm) and i hid, he came in, he was
brown, around 5'8 tall and he was built but when he went in that room i
instantly raised my gun at him and shot him in the back of the head and he dropped on my floor with blood dripping from his head, i then went up to him and shot him 3 more times, his blood splattered on my face, my body and clothe, that nite i
ran and ran and i swore to never do it again, to never do anything bad, the money
i earned i used for a trip to america, to newyork, the place of oppurtunities.
3 years went by and i was 17 and in newyork, it was September, i ran out of money about a year
ago, i had no job, no money, no life and i hated the winter, it was always freezing and i always had to hide in someones basement, but as i laid in an alley a man walks up
to me, he introduces himself as William Desantis, he was a tall white man with
black hair, skinny looking but he dressed nice in all black, he told me that i
needed to man up and get what i wanted but i told him about my life but he
convinced me to joining his mafia and in no time i was stealing again and selling drugs, i ranked
up in his family but after 2 years some things occured and he was shot, after what i went
threw i swore once again to never do bad, so there i was again laying on the
streets of newyork thinking all i acheived and it was all gone now, then this lady walks up to me, the most beutiful person i
ever seen, she had long black hair, wonderful curves and a smile that melted my
heart, she asked me what was wrong and i felt like i could trust her so i told
her my story and how ill never do bad again and then she slapped me so hard i fell over and she
told me to suck it up and get a life, she told me that i needed to be in a new
family and she gave me a chance to prove myself. She told me to go to NewOrleans and i did, after that day i swore myself
to lorrie for saving my life, i ranked up threw her family and here i am, a
mademan but it was not easy, i made thousands of dollers for her and trained my gun
everyday and that winter i had a home and a family and for the first time as the snow poured from the sky i smiled and a tear came down my cheek as i looked at how beutiful the snow was and how i made it so far, what a life but i still have many years to go
(present time, fox was telling his story to a guy he hit with a bat a few times for trying to shoot lorrie)
thats why i remain loyal to lorrie, and now you shall die!
(the guy had no time to scream becuz fox took out his 9mm and shot 5 times in his head, 1 for his mother, another for his father, 2 more for his brothers and 1 for his new family, for lorrie) |
