Adeventure of Max KeySTROKE
Part 1
“ I wondered what I’m having for dinner” he thought as he watched “The Adventures of Winnie the Pooh” episodes over and over. Everyday was something new, but lately Max been forgetting a lot of things now a days. The road signs give him headaches accept the ones with the Picture and the lights he knew what the lights were...Elmo taught him that one. He see everyone walking on two legs he had those too but clearly can’t remember what it was they were doing. Its been 7 years in this House since Max was completely turned into a Big Cucked Diaper Boi. He forgot other things but he knows that. His Mommy and Daddy Tell him that everyday in short conversation, to there Friends, to Strangers, to Family. Max has slowly forgotten many words but he remembers those. How did he get here you Might ask..
Before Max there was Marcus. Marcus was dealt a bad hand back to back to back. First, his mom kicked him out the house after a long night of partying his friend left a bag of Coke on the Kitchen Table and his Real mother finally had enough. She told him weeks ago if she saw drugs in her house again he wouldn’t have a roof over his head. She was very religious, as she made sure was always watching him. He never had a moment of peace with her. Marcus smoked Weed and that’s about it his friends on the other hand from Molly To Coke they would do it on that Kitchen table. Usually, Marcus would Clean it but that’s nights party ended at his Other friends house. He didn’t Double Check the table. Not this time, he walked into the house his bags were pack, she handed him $200 dollars and said never come back. Marcus soon lost his Job. He hated that anyways, Retail was the worst. He either was wrong or in the Wrong. His boss a recovering Crack Addict hated him with the passion of 1,000 suns. So that day he came in late it was this 3rd Strike. Marcus walked in punched in to work. He felt it in the air... that today was going to be great. He heard his names called to the office moments later he was out of a job. He wear he could hear her laughing as Marcus was sure he done with this. It was Four Weeks later when he was broke and on the Street. All his friend left him as he had no house to chill in and they all got tired of him sleeping on there sofas. He soon with the last of the money he had he got took the 12:45 train to somewhere way from all of this hate and hurt. Max would soon regret getting going so far.