A sad story about poverty.

I came here in 1954 and I remember walking through the doors of Eagle Eye Mid, where immigration officials waited hesitantly with their deagle scopes. At that time, all we had for family assets was 500zp. My allowance was annually, 12zps. At that time, all I had was 5zps in my pocket and when my father got a job as a power plant inspector at Hakenkreuz, our family started to get a little money. Things were going good, I met my best friend SWAT in Santoria when were running around in the tunnels while GR was fighting with drug lords in A site. Our family was still pretty poor and my mother could not afford to buy us any zp guns for holidays, so all we got was cheap gp guns like a glock. It was hard times, the great depression hit and everyone was in a tough spot. Then the tragedies happened, starting a chain reaction. It began with the loss of my father. He was robbed and killed for 12zps by a bunch of kids running around in ghost costumes at Hakenkreuz. We were barely coping when my mother could not take it anymore. She almost committed suicide by throwing a halloween grenade at herself but she forgot she had armor on so she failed. Then she ran away... with a gsg9 she met on the street. I was all alone, I only had my two friends SWAT and OMOH. Then SWAT decided to leave this world too, when he decided to be an anarchist and [GM]Saiden ordered his downfall. They shot him point blank, with an m9 but he managed to run away, only to be lag stabbed by a BR for his 1zp he had. I sobbed and mourned his death. Then OMOH was to go. I didn't like it, but he was a Hackaholic. He was addicted, starting at a young age when hackers recruited him. They said Hey it won't kill, whats one aimbot gonna do? Unfortunately, he was addicted. Police caught him 360ing in a pub against 16 people. He is on deathrow for killing 500 people and managing 0 deaths. I hope he gets out but it isn't likely. I knew I was alone, I had to take care of myself. I went to my treehouse in Eagle Eye mid. I slipped and fell off the treehouse, and I broke my pinky. Insurance wouldn't cover most of it, and they wanted me to pay a deductible of 9000zps. I decided I am gonna have to run away. But I bought damage down with my life savings so I wouldn't break my precious finger again. I am currently on the lam because my zp card company called and said I am 1zp in debt. But I cannot pay so I am going to Mexico. I hope I can start over or improve my horrible situation.

To be continued......