Character Sketch

Eric Stevens

A tall, dark-haired boy walks through a dark, menacing alley. To any other person terror would flood their body immediately upon entering this threatening hole, but to Eric it was a home away from home. The smell of the cab’s exhaust and the rotting fish in the dumpsters was soothing to him. A grueling childhood with violent parents led him to this life. He walks to the end of the alley and ducks under a curtain into a hazy, smoke-filled room. The young girls that sell their own bodies to put more needle marks in their arms, to him, are like children playing hopscotch and jump-rope on the sidewalk. Years of living in fear of the next time he did something that angered his father and the subsequent beating that always followed have made him tough and cold. He shows no emotions. It’s almost as if he has none at all. Human life is worthless to him. If he has to take a life, it’s business, nothing more. He’s been hurt more than society will ever really understand and because of this lack of understanding he is forced to be alone. To fight for himself and never let another person hurt him again.