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One cold Thanksgiving in St. Louis, My Grandfather, "DON-SCAR-FATHER"
found a home, a family. A few months later he came off the boat, after
doing a few locals job as a contractor. A few years later in the Family
in St.Louis, the under-boss my grandfather worked for, committed
suicide. The next day another family member took me in as one of his
own as he did not agree with the action of his falling brother. As his
new Family got to know him, he recognized his old friend from the old
crew. A few days after they chilled, DON-SCAR-FATHER left out of town
but as son as he got to his hotel after two days of driving to the city
for a business trip, the hotel manager gave him the news of his falling
friends and family. The next night he drove back to St.louse to show
his respect to the family of his falling brothers and sisters. They all
gave their respect to their falling family members. Two moths later he
joined a family with an under-boss of Las Vegas. The following day, he
noticed his old friend. He met him when the kid was sixteen years old,
now he's eighteenth and wishes to be like his father. His father was a
good friend of his from the old crew that he belonged to. They watch
each other's backs until one day the kid got the news that
DON-SCAR-FATHER got wacked. As they found out, a few days later he got
wacked because they confused him with someone else. As for the people
who wacked DON-SCAR-FATHER, well they're sleeping with the fishes. As
his son went to his father's funeral he met some noble men as they
became his mentor in this thing of ours. After a few months serving in
this thing of ours, King_Tone the son of DON-SCAR-FATHER died at war,
the son of his father's friend. In other words, after his friend's
death, his followed. They watched each other's backs until one day they
both got wacked in the middle of the Las Vegas war. As for now the
story of my Blood line is being continued by me, Lele. |
