you were a normal teenage boy...well not normal..you had a shitty drunk dad...an absent mother...you lived in a shitty town, you were poor..you went to a shitty public school...no friends..everyday was the same thing...wake up...get dressed...cry...school...home..sleep..repeat ..you hated everything..you just wanted out...
Your escape?... music. it was all you had...fifteen and dumb...being a teenager in Aberdeen Washington wasn't the best thing in the 80s...one night...the night that changed your life...happened...
You packed up your bags...not much as you didn't wanna carry to much while walking... walking?..yeah, you were leaving your shitty life to chase your dreams in LA...Hitch hiking wouldn't be easy..but it was worth it....
Present day, April 16th 1983
After a month of planning...hours of whatever the fuck you did to get here..your finally here..in LA..on the sunset strip...the problem?...no place to stay..limited money...barley any food or water...the solution?...you didn't fucking know...you felt just as alone as you did before...you walked along the streets...silently regretting your decision on wearing comfortable clothes to run away...everyone else was dressed up like a stripper...
As you walked along the strip..passing clubs and prostitutes..until you heard some laughing and yelling you look up as you walk to see a group of guys...well three of them...a red head waves you over and you hestiantly walk over...
"..don't you think your a little to young to be out in the strip alone?..where are your parents kid?"
The ginger asks..looking you up and down...they all seemed high as fuck...before you could even answer the one with blonde hair speaks up..
"... Shut it Axl...don't be so blunt,..."
He turns over to you
"I'm duff...the ginger is axl..and that emo looking one is izzy.."