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Hello my name is Kellogs, i work for AAN press and news, Today i did a little interview with a man called Wicker, he asked me to tell his story in an article for our local newspaper section on inspirational people of atlis
The Great Story of Mr. Wicker of Atlis
As a young child Wicker always knew he was destined for great things in life, his father was a world renown Bear wrestler and his mother a professional Marmite Taster, growing up he saw how his parents worked hard to insure his life was as comfortable as possible but they did not earn much, at school he got bullied by other kids because his parents would drop him off in a Humming bird with only a pair of shorts and T-shirt on while the rich kids turned up in Mohawks and Hurrons, he told himself one day he will show them all.
When Mr. wicker turned 20 years old he moved out of his parents house to start his own independent life on an island called atlis with his mind set on success and riches, he started off small with nothing but a box truck he picked up second hand of a man he met in a small town called Kavla carting apples in and out of town for a local grocers.
One day on a typical delivery he was stunned to find four armed men standing on the road looking injured and exhausted, it was at this moment his life was to change forever. he stopped his truck next to the men with no fear and full of bravery and offered them each an apple and a lift to a local hospital. The armed men hesitant at first being face to face with such a saint and brave man finally agreed to enter the truck and accept his heroic offer, during the journey back in to town the men explained how they worked for a small rebel organization located on the island but had recently taken heavy losses due to another gang they offered him that a place in there gang with the promise of riches and fame, Mr. wicker knew this was the start of his new life.
For the next few weeks he rolled with the gang members he had met on the side of the road robbing and stealing from civilian's around towns, he was a natural, he was ruthless, intelligent, brave and the other gang members soon started to accept him as there great leader and soon his name and respect grew all over the island, his actions had not gone unnoticed. A Great war lord known as George agdgdgwngo had become aware of his greatness and unprecedented skill as a rebel and offered him a place by his side and his organization as his personal adviser
He had done it. He had joined the big league and now his name was both feared and loved by the people of Atlis, even the police and government where soon accused by OFCOM for showing bias towards Mr. wicker and his actions due to his magnificent greatness.
As time and the months grew on his wealth rocketed and his fame grew, he was going out to fancy swanky restaurants with high profile police chief's and government officials, they were dazzled by his charm, his intelligent and presents when he entered a room, all would stop and stare.
One night at a dinner party to celebrate his success he noticed a shadow of a men standing timidly in the Conner of the room, he recognized him straight away. It was one of the kids from his school who used to bully him because of his parents humming bird and his shorts and t-shirt fashion, he walked briskly towards him with a smirk on his face as he appocahed the man slowly cowered in the Conner through fear and intimation knowing Mr. wicker recognized him and instantly started to cry and wet himself while mumbling with dribling sobs of apologetic phrases. shhhh he said to the man. Come with me. He took the man outside to his garage and pulled out a set of keys with a button on, press it Mr. wicker said to the man termberling with fear. The man pressed it and the doors slowly opened. The man gasped flabbergasted at what he saw, 27 blackfish 13 fighter jets 20 SUVs 30 Mohawks all lined up with light bouncing of there sparkling paintjobs. You see what I have become he said with his god like voice. You see all this wealth he asked the man, I owe all this to people like you, because of your bullying and teasing it pushed me to become the man I have become today, the greatest, the most respected god like being on this dam island, the feeble man nodded speechless, Go ahead go look around my garage Mr. wicker said to the man, as the man started to move inside the garage the great Mr. wicker pulled a golden diamond studded revolver out of his belt and blasted the man in the back of the head, Dimmit now I have blood over one of my blackfish Mr. wicker mumbled to himself in disgust
Mr. wicker has since retired and now lives a peacefully life around atlis, he can be often found around the airport gently polishing and cleaning his blackfish and fighter jets, his greatness still inspires all those who are fortunate to come across him.
And that is the story of the great Mr. wicker.
Do you have a story to share or like written about you?
Contact our AAN news reporter Kellogs
The Great Story of Mr. Wicker of Atlis
As a young child Wicker always knew he was destined for great things in life, his father was a world renown Bear wrestler and his mother a professional Marmite Taster, growing up he saw how his parents worked hard to insure his life was as comfortable as possible but they did not earn much, at school he got bullied by other kids because his parents would drop him off in a Humming bird with only a pair of shorts and T-shirt on while the rich kids turned up in Mohawks and Hurrons, he told himself one day he will show them all.
When Mr. wicker turned 20 years old he moved out of his parents house to start his own independent life on an island called atlis with his mind set on success and riches, he started off small with nothing but a box truck he picked up second hand of a man he met in a small town called Kavla carting apples in and out of town for a local grocers.
One day on a typical delivery he was stunned to find four armed men standing on the road looking injured and exhausted, it was at this moment his life was to change forever. he stopped his truck next to the men with no fear and full of bravery and offered them each an apple and a lift to a local hospital. The armed men hesitant at first being face to face with such a saint and brave man finally agreed to enter the truck and accept his heroic offer, during the journey back in to town the men explained how they worked for a small rebel organization located on the island but had recently taken heavy losses due to another gang they offered him that a place in there gang with the promise of riches and fame, Mr. wicker knew this was the start of his new life.
For the next few weeks he rolled with the gang members he had met on the side of the road robbing and stealing from civilian's around towns, he was a natural, he was ruthless, intelligent, brave and the other gang members soon started to accept him as there great leader and soon his name and respect grew all over the island, his actions had not gone unnoticed. A Great war lord known as George agdgdgwngo had become aware of his greatness and unprecedented skill as a rebel and offered him a place by his side and his organization as his personal adviser
He had done it. He had joined the big league and now his name was both feared and loved by the people of Atlis, even the police and government where soon accused by OFCOM for showing bias towards Mr. wicker and his actions due to his magnificent greatness.
As time and the months grew on his wealth rocketed and his fame grew, he was going out to fancy swanky restaurants with high profile police chief's and government officials, they were dazzled by his charm, his intelligent and presents when he entered a room, all would stop and stare.
One night at a dinner party to celebrate his success he noticed a shadow of a men standing timidly in the Conner of the room, he recognized him straight away. It was one of the kids from his school who used to bully him because of his parents humming bird and his shorts and t-shirt fashion, he walked briskly towards him with a smirk on his face as he appocahed the man slowly cowered in the Conner through fear and intimation knowing Mr. wicker recognized him and instantly started to cry and wet himself while mumbling with dribling sobs of apologetic phrases. shhhh he said to the man. Come with me. He took the man outside to his garage and pulled out a set of keys with a button on, press it Mr. wicker said to the man termberling with fear. The man pressed it and the doors slowly opened. The man gasped flabbergasted at what he saw, 27 blackfish 13 fighter jets 20 SUVs 30 Mohawks all lined up with light bouncing of there sparkling paintjobs. You see what I have become he said with his god like voice. You see all this wealth he asked the man, I owe all this to people like you, because of your bullying and teasing it pushed me to become the man I have become today, the greatest, the most respected god like being on this dam island, the feeble man nodded speechless, Go ahead go look around my garage Mr. wicker said to the man, as the man started to move inside the garage the great Mr. wicker pulled a golden diamond studded revolver out of his belt and blasted the man in the back of the head, Dimmit now I have blood over one of my blackfish Mr. wicker mumbled to himself in disgust
Mr. wicker has since retired and now lives a peacefully life around atlis, he can be often found around the airport gently polishing and cleaning his blackfish and fighter jets, his greatness still inspires all those who are fortunate to come across him.
And that is the story of the great Mr. wicker.
Do you have a story to share or like written about you?
Contact our AAN news reporter Kellogs
