onsdag 26 augusti 2015

Fakebook - My disasterous childhood

My name is Piotr and this is the story of my sad childhood.

I was born in in a sewer. My parents was very poor and therefor could not afford a house for us. We had to live in the sewers until i was twelve years old. At that time we walked out of the sewers since we could not stand the smell anymore. Then we realized, we were in Moscow in Russia, since it was winter my dad instantly died of the cold.

Since my dad died we decided to go down in the sewers again, since it was warmer there, problem was, we where running out of food. Since we got desperate of hunger we decided to go up to the surface again and try to shoplift in the local store. We lived like this for years, shoplifting and then running down in the sewers for safety.

One day my sister was caught shoplifting by the cops, so we had to rescue her out of the police station. We managed to pull the rescue of my sister, which made us all very happy and proud.

I am 19 years old now, and we still live in the sewer. Personally, I do not have anything against it, it's actually getting quite cozy in here!

This is the sewer we lived in

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