In this world, we do everything to survive. We look for kind living conditions by all means, and when we don't achieve them, we are forced to survive. My question to my mother, since I was 10 years old, is when are we going to start living?
My name is Michael Sukiguni, and I'm a 15 year old regular middle school kid. At least that's what everyone thinks, but the truth is, my life sucks. Me and my mother are in deep debt, and we have been drowning in debt since I was a little kid.
The reason for this debt has something to do with my late father, he passed away when I was 8 and I guess he had gotten himself involved with some bad people and now my mother is left all alone to deal with his troubles.
I have a job at a local restaurant but I can't even buy myself something nice with the salary, which is weekly, all I do after getting it is pass it on to these parasites. It pisses me off that I gotta do it, but it's what my mother wants so I guess I have no choice.
Well today it's one of those days. I'm on my way to make a payment. I just got paid at my job and my mom added some cash to it.