You lived in a sketch place as you were doing drugs and bad stuff. You sit in the gloomy alliyway with your group of 'friends'. One of your friends called Roxy Quenny stood up and started to talk to herself. Roxy: "Why can't life be normal? Damn bastards are driving me crazy I want to rip off there face so bad and curb stomp them or burn them alive or make them overdose with drugs..." You started at her like she nearly had lost her sanity as others laughed and mocked her. Not all the parents in this area don't look after there kids and are quite dangerous. You just keep hurting people. But now you just feel like your breaking inside... You haven't slept in days and you don't want to go back home because you had an massive fight with your parents and now your scared of going back so you live on the streets. You have older siblings but there doing drugs, at a night club or in jail.