Shoot, We nicknamed you “Cat-killer,” raced with you through open hydrants, screeched like you when Siete blasted aluminum bat into your brethren’s skull— the sound like slapped down dominoes. You reigned that summer, Rat And even when they sent exterminators, set flame to garbage, half dead, and on fire, you pushed on.
Sometimes as a kid, you don't realize the things you don't have because you're blinded by your ever longing desire to learn and explore. A kid will always find a way to make the most of what they're given and turn it into something fun. Everything is uncharted territory for a child, so when they grow up impoverished it can go unnoticed by the child themselves. It's only when they're told how to have fun that the abnormalities between their lifestyle and another child's becomes evident to them.