Rotten Candy Apples

He was born without a penny and grew up without a penny.
Selling fruit and cigarettes by the side of the nearby college, he grew desperate. "You ain't eatin' tonight if you don't be sellin' 'em cigs and fruit aye!" his grandmother shrilled in his ear. His drums vibrated as he wiped her spit from his face, "'Cause we'd really earn something from selling rotting fruit and stolen cigarettes." he muttered to himself.
"Don't you be actin' all smart with me boy! You ain't never been to no school!" Smack.

He was born without a penny and grew up without a penny.
He closed his eyes and reopened them, Sleep. I need sleep. He squats and stretches like a lion, he falls back. He looks towards the gate and catches sight of the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen. No chance.

He was born without a penny and grew up without a penny.
"Either you wanna stay in this good, providing home or you go with that dirty, unruly, street boy and earn money from that no good fruit and stolen cigarettes! Live under sheets of tin and cardboard if you dare!" her father yelled,
"But I love him daddy!"

He was born without a penny and grew up without a penny.
They couldn't pay for the nice, white wedding she'd always dreamed of when she was 9, but they did fine without. They had a girl the year after. She was the second most beautiful girl in the world in his eyes. Susan, they named her.

He was born without a penny and grew up without a penny.
14 years old and his daughter was as much developed as a mature adult. "Sharmaine please! we need the money!" he pleads his wife, "she's our only chance to actually live! I'm sick of collecting plastic bottles for a living!"
"Anything but prostitution! Ernie, please!"

He was born without a penny and grew up without a penny.
Her daughter earned well, and as much as it pained him, he was proud of her. "Takin' one for the team" as he'd always said to her. She hated him as much as the devil.

He was born without a penny and grew up without a penny.
Drug dealing became a side-career he began to pursue, We'll earn lotsa cash and build a big house. We'll get outta this shithole and my lil' girl'll get all the pretty things she wants. He thought as he chopped his last block o' coke. Working odd hours, his wife and child seemed to care less and less. A client he receives, He don't look so tough. He cheats 4 grams instead of 5, unlike the scrawny man had asked for. Little did he know, he crossed the meanest man in town.

He was born without a penny and grew up without a penny.
He walks home on the broken sidewalk, crumpled cash in pocket and the biggest smile on his face. A nice, shiny car pulls over, It's that piss-weak man I cheated before, he thought, he'd better not ask for more. I'm getting tired. The nice car's windows begin to roll down, he walks towards the car in comfort. "D'ya want more snow or somethin' fellas?"

He was born without a penny and grew up without a penny.
Between his eyes, he stares down the barrel of an AK47. They say before you die, your whole life flashes before your very eyes; well no movie played, no fond memories flickered. What he saw was his wife and newborn child. Truly his whole life. Bang.
He was born without a penny and died without a penny.

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I get weird ideas for stories in my spare time; I thought up of this idea while driving past my school on the way to a friend's house. If you notice throughout the story, I get confused as to which tense to use; past or present.
Proof-read, tell me what you think. Anything.
Love.