My name is Juan, i work on a bean plantation in San Juan Mexico. I get 1 dollar an hour and can barely support my two sad Mexican children. They have to drink their own piss as a substitute for water and eat bugs and insects we catch in our trap. We also have to all fit in a cardboard box on the street and cramp in like we are in a clown car. One day a man comes by and gives me a dollar, the next thing i know he comes back to pull it out of my hand. My two sad Mexican children run at the man and he pulls out his twelve gauge and slaughters them both. Their sad Mexican children blood comes back to splatter on the box and the street. He then comes back to my box and tries to shoot but i dodge the bullet and take his gun. I shoot him in the head, take his wallet, and keys and run away from the scene. I look in his wallet to find an address of a house. I walk to this house to find that it is in a neighborhood where the rich people live. I put his keys into the lock and open up his house. It is huge with marble stairs and marble floor. It is the biggest house i have ever seen. I walk into the basement after looking through the house to find a safe. I take the second key of two and open it up to find gold upon gold upon gold. I'm now the richest man in San Juan and own the drug business. The End.