campbell, cici j.

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✗ Cici was born and raised in the depths of New York City. He never knew who his father was but all too well knew his mother. A drug addict she could barely manage to take care of herself, let alone a kid. For that fact they lived with Cici's grandfather and it was this man who mainly raised the boy.

For his youngest years of life his grandfather successfully hid the boy from his mother's addiction and lifestyle. But as Cici entered his early teens his grandfather was becoming ill and weak, unable to move about as much as he could before or to keep a rein on Cici's mother. And so Cici was starting to become exposed to his mother's life and the people in it. She began to date a drug dealer and, with Cici's grandfather too weak to do anything, started to bring him and his buddies to the house. There they would drink, smoke, and use the house as their personal hang out. Cici was mostly kept to his room but he still saw what was going on in the house.

As his grandfather's illness became worse Cici was mostly left to take care of himself as well as his grandfather. He couldn't hide in his bedroom as much as he could before. Now exposed to the thugs he was tormented, teased, and even beaten on when they were all drinking. His mother was too strung out to ever do anything about it either. But it was tolerable, Cici could handle it. Inwardly he was growing very bitter and resentful toward these people but he stayed strong.

It was not until he was fifteen that things became worse. Arriving home from school one day he was greeted with the uncaring news that his grandfather had 'finally kicked the bucket'. This devastated the boy, having the only person who cared in his life suddenly gone. And with the man gone that gave his mother complete control over the house. Quickly it became a disgusting pit, full of her boyfriend's buddied. And Cici was their whipping boy, their bitch. He couldn't say a word about it because all he'd get is a fist in the gut. He was forced to deal with it, trying his best to survive amidst these monsters while his hatred ate away at him.

Then finally there came the breaking point. He was sixteen at the time. It was early one morning and most of his mother's 'guests' had cleared out of the house, the rest passed out drunk on the floors. Cici was up getting ready for school, trying to be as quiet as he could. In the kitchen he found it had been ransacked, all the food devoured the night before. His stomach was grumbling form the lack of food for nearly twenty-four hours. He needed something to eat but there wasn't anything. He needed money to buy something before school.

Going to his mother's passed-out form he looked through her purse but there wasn't even a single dime. Looking around he spotted her boyfriend's wallet on the table. The man was out cold, just like everyone else. Surely... he could get away uncaught if he stole a few dollars for a donut. As he peeled open the wallet though he made the grave realization that the man wasn't asleep. His wrist was grabbed and he suddenly found himself thrown to the floor, shouted at in a slur. He was called a thief as well as a plethora of other names. The man pulled out his knife, ready to 'punish' Cici for trying to steal from him.

And Cici felt furious. How dare this man call him a thief. This man had stolen everything from! Ruined his life! And yet he was going to be punished for wanting a few dollars for breakfast? Before he realized what he was doing he struck the man, giving him a moment to scramble away. He couldn't recall where he found the gun but there was one suddenly in his hands. He didn't hesitate to shoot, the drug dealer falling dead on the floor. In that shot Cici felt all of his bitterness and hatred expressed, in that act of murder he felt he'd finally had justice.

But it would be short lived. At the sound of the gun shot the others were waking. He ran from the apartment, fleeing for his life. But he didn't get far before he was caught. And with the same lack of remorse they killed the teen.

✗ Cici, though a kind boy in nature, was sorted into the Punish district due to the fact he had murdered another person without regret. He has been here for just shy of a year. He works as a day-shift janitor at Ecstasy, trying to save up money to buy his way into Asphodel.

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