Board Thread:Literature/@comment-24843074-20160616203949

Our story takes place in a low-life town known by most as Fillop. It was a peaceful town, yet overrun by some gangs around every nook and craney. The residents were cheery and delightful, swell and good. However, there was one such child that was, what you call a "bad seed." This little brat was rightfully named, Menice. He comes from an immigranted family that origninated in Germany. They moved to a better life in Fillop. They did not know much English, and they wanted their child's name to be based on a good, angelic child. Nice was a word they knew, and thus, Menice was official. Although, the child was not as nice as they had anticipated... He was a spoiled kid who broke whatever he could, didn't take orders from his parents or anyone but himself. He'd stay up all night as long as he wanted to. It got so bad, his parents basically became his slaves, doing whatever bidding he pleased. One day, Menice decided to see his other buddies near the basketball court as he always does. He was the head leader of the Brawler gang. They were one of the most ruthless gangs to ever hit the streets of Fillop. There were others much feircer, but those occurances were rare, just like today's incident. Menice and his little buddies were dicussing future plans on where their gang should go next, and possibly expanding. After a few rounds of hoops, they decided to head home. This was halted, by the most fearsome gang in the town, the Monarchs. Menice decided to take them on in a fight, to show who's boss around the hoops. This quickly ended when Menice's mom came around and picked him up, while the other gang members did the rest. Menice's mom got fussy and tired of all the crud she had to put up with for 14 years. She finally decided to call his aunt and uncle. When she was done speaking, she exclaimed this to her child:

"Ya movin' wit ya auntie and uncle in Bel-air." 