I just sat there, with no one to talk to or turn to. I was all alone; I guess I am the one who bought all this to myself. Compared to what I did to many people what I was facing that day was nothing. I am sure by now you’re wondering who am I and what happened and what were those things I did to many other people.

Who I am doesn’t matter, what matters is who I was before I turned into who I am today.

I’ve got to tell you one thing though; I hate what I’ve become. I have become something that I do not understand. I have become someone who my brother would hate if he was alive. He must be turning in his grave right now when he sees me like this. Anyways let’s forget about him, he’s not the case.

Here I am. It’s me I want to talk about, it’s me I want you to know about. After all I am much better than him; my name will live forever unlike his which will be forgotten. Mine will live forever although the road for me ended quickly. Yeah you heard me right. The road for me didn’t take the long way, it took a shortcut; it chose a path for me. At least I had a purpose and I did reach my destiny. It didn’t take me long and it didn’t take long for my road to end to.

I was twelve years only when I started all this. Man it felt so good. Like all things, it started as a small thing, and then all of a sudden it was this big thing that made me feel like I was on top of my game. You know, that thing that makes you feel like you’re God and you own the universe. It makes you feel special and happy because now you own something that everyone wants to own and that is the universe.

You’ve seen movie starts doing it. You’ve seen them trying to own the universe but they all fail in the end. But not me. I didn’t try to I own the universe – I was my boss. I was more like an entrepreneur. I didn’t need someone else’s permission to get or do what I wanted.

I didn’t love popular things. I would just come out with my own thing every time. Boys my age were all about Carvellas and all other fancy popular clothes, but not me. I would just find an expensive shoe and try to find clothes that no one ever wore. I was king of swagger, oh yes that I was. I only wore the best.

I also had no time for girls, I have never been in a romantic relationship before and I didn’t want to be in one. So I was just this happy guy who owned the world and only cared for himself and his sister only. Yeah I have a younger sister. My mother had three children; my big brother, me and my little sister.

I am sure now maybe you are asking yourself about my parents. Well, let me tell you about them, where would I start or who do I start with? Let me start with the big guy, my father, that bastard.

My father worked as a truck driver, so most of the time he was always not around. When he was around he and my mom would always fight and we never knew why. I guess only my big brother was the only one who knew what caused the fights between them, because he would just go to their room when they fight and talk to them. Then he would come back to the sitting room crying and exit the house.

Who knew what he was crying for? I always wanted to know why he always cried after entering that room but I never asked him. So one day my father left the house and said to us he would come back after a week. My little sister always cried when he was leaving. She really liked having him around. I on the other side hated him; I grew up hating that guy, I hated him more than anything.

Do you want to know why I did? Well the bastard drugged my little sister and raped her. I don’t know where he got the drugs he used but damn they really worked for him. My sister would wake up in the morning not knowing what happened to her. Where was my mother all the time?

Well she was in her bed sleeping. My mother really loved her sleep. It was even hard to wake her up in the morning, so she never heard my father getting out of the bed.

So my father left the house and I was happy about it.

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