Charlie Henry Sikes

[charlie henry sikes]

I WAS BORN APRIL, 21 AND AM NOW 30
CHARLIEHENRY
SIKES

NICKNAMES: Harry, Sikes, or Charles if you want to piss him off.
SEX: Male
ORIENTATION: Straight
JOB/STUDENT: Works as a drug dealer in heroin, at times a user.
FAMILY:
Father: Johnathan Newport
Mother: Mary Sikes
Sisters: Charlene and Chantal Sikes

EYES: Dark blue
HAIR: Dark brown
HEIGHT: 5'9
WEIGHT: Average
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: A few pinhole scars from shooting heroin, and various ones on his body from fights.
TATTOOS: A few on his arms and one on his right shoulder blade.
PIERCINGS: None, hates them.
BRIEF PAST: Born in Hounslow East, England, Charlie Sikes was the youngest out of his sister older sisters. Born to unwed parents in the “ghetto” his family barely got by. His mother was a waitress, who traveled by bus, his father was a warehouse worker, or at least that’s what he told his young children. Charlie didn’t ask too many questions as he grew older, he learned not to. At the early age of 11 Charlie became involved with the “bad apples”. The kids the parents would chase away from their flats and sidewalks. Charlie insisted on hanging out with them, they made him feel like he belonged. Instead on staying inside with his two older miserable sisters and a father that was never there, Charlie was off with his little pals causing havoc. As he became older Charlie became involved in drugs, at the age of 13.

It was the small stuff, pot, and at times mushrooms. But when he grew older Charlie wanted better, bigger kinds. So he turned to dealing, there he found his “spot” collage was out of the question, his family barely survived let alone send one of the kids off for an education. Charlie was even lucky he graduated high school. So he kept dealing in the England “ghettos” eventually moving away from home at age 19. He moved in with fellow dealers and various girls. But Charlie wanted more, he was growing tired of England by the time he turned 27. Grew tired of using his own brand, Charlie had become a once in a while heroin user.

The very drug he sold, he used, not a good thing. So he said goodbye to his fellow dealers, hoped a place to the USA, the most he could afford was to land in Port Reese. There he has lived for three years and nothing has gotten better. He still steals, lives in motels when he can, or a fellow dealers flat. He’s still trying his best to fight himself from using heroin, but it still manages to find its way into his veins.

MY NAME IS MILLY AND I FOUND HATG AT THROUGH ADMIN

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