User:DigiSkymin/Hop high Stoop low

Hop high Stoop low
The mysterious and poor past of Chasm415

Chapter 1: The becoming of the past
I hardly remembered all the details. All I can say about my past is this: it's not a tale of a happy little lamb searching for croissants, rather, it's more like citizens running from a giant squid; the path I had taken. It's strange, like walking into the squid's open jaws bravely, only to experiance the harsh life being of digested. Of course, my life was miserable- until I met my only hope.

It startedout like this: Okay, I didn't really hop into the squid's mouth myself. Rather, I was forced into it. I was born as a thief about the time when the Pizza Parlour was built. My life was harsh: Steal, feed your fellow thieves, steal, avoid detection, steal, train. Everyday was a dull routine, but I can do nothing but obey. Frineds are made, and the only one I can remembered and whos memories I cherish the most is Marc. He was my best friend. We share every items we steal, every food we collected, and every jokes that kept my heart alive. However, one day, while I was scavenging the Pizza Parlour, I found the only thing that kept me truly happy and hopeful in the trapped hideout.