Hi my name is Tess and I volunteered at a soup kitchen, we get people from all walk of life who all faced some kind of hardship. That is why I love it , I feel I can make a difference in people that deserve another chance life, I get to meet other people who give a shit. This story isn't about me, no, its about one of my colleagues, Tommy . We are all volunteers wanting to help , pretty much all average joe and then there was Tommy. He came in one day with a bag of meat and just gave it to us. He showed so much kindness and so much interest in what we were doing, he even stayed in the first day wanting everyone to get some of the meat he had brought. He came back one week later asking if he could volunteer and once again he had a bag of meat , he must have had a great job we all thought. He was charismatic ,good looking and very personable , I think I even had a crush on him, that why I started to ask him why he was helping
- I feel bad for them , they can't help themselves, they are always hungry
The way he had word it was odd , but I understood how he felt.
During the next month the soup kitchen was doing fantastic, less and less people were coming and when they did Tommy would always make them leave with a smile , I wasn't sure where he would get all the meat but it left them happy, he was so amazing so much that I fell in love , I didnt know much about him but I really liked him. I was so happy when he invited me to his place for a supper. I went to his house and even brought a nice bottle of wine , expensive but he always spent so much on food. I arrive at the adress and was in shocked , the house was huge. It was even gated . Was he rich? He openned the door and hugged me, he thanked me for the bottle of wine and offer to take care of my coat . What a gentleman ?! When I saw the coat rack is when I truly fell in love with him , I recognized a sweater hanging there . It belonged to a women who had been coming to the charity since a while now , it all made sense. Tommy was offering them help to find jobs, probably offering them a place to stay a couple of day what a wonderful man. Fair to say we started to date, he was very busy at night but would still manage to call me daily. We were going out for a month when I learned the sad truth , the police showed up , they would show up often , sometimes for our guess , sometimes for my coworkers beggars cant be chooser. This time it was Thomas, the police wouldn't tell me what was wrong. But they took him in , I had to find the date of the trials on the news but he was accuse of horrible crimes. I had to know the truth , I just had to know for my sanity . I sat at his trial and began crying. He was accused of kidnapping and being a serial killer. It couldnt be when it was finally on the stand the judge asked him
- why ?
His answer still haunt me twenty years later
- I feel bad for them , they can't help themselves, they are always hungry
I remembered those words the next statement was something I didnt know
He got up and pointed at me
- isn't it true Tess ? They always come everyday , we give them so much , its the least they can do help other too . Killing one can feed the many they get do happy when they get meat.
I couldnt handle anymore , luckily there was a paper in the newspaper the next day. Thomas was running from the law because he had killed the owner of the mansion , he had brought the body to hide in the dumpster and had found the good soup by chance. It has been five years since the trial and we get more homeless everyday . They are always so hungry
