Okay so, where do I begin? Hmmm., okay, so I’m Cali and my brother, who this story is about, is Slick. I feel like I have to tell my story because for some reason people just think I’m mean to Slick for no reason. Well I GUARANTEE after reading this, nobody will say I'm mean to Slick and will have something to say about my bro.

My pops name is Jasper and he was welcomed in a family home, I guess he preferred the outdoors. The family would feed him whenever he came around; they allowed him to come in also. Okay, so fast foward pops basically showed us where the family lived and let us know they would help us. One day me and my bro(we didn’t have names yet} decided to wait for someone to come out...