Hi my name is Sam, but my friends call me the killer, the reason why they call me that name is because I'm a hit-man, and this is my story.
When I was 6 year old, I lived in L.A with my parents, at one night the electricity was cut off in our house by someone.
I was really scared and felt something, bad is going to happen, I felt it in my heart, I wasn't able to sleep.
I heard a slight sound downstairs and it was coming up slowly, and getting closer and closer closer, and getting louder, and louder and then it stopped then i heard screaming, from my parents room so i went to check, what was that noise, i run to see why they were screaming, i saw a man, with a knife and my parents were on the floor, and they couldn't move.
At age 6 I didn't know what blood was, and I didn't know what was going on.
When the man saw me I ran away, and he came running after me. i wasn't that fast, so he coat me and he covered my mouth and tied my hands so I couldn't run away, he threw me in his car, i was scared i didn't, know what's happening then the car, started moving some minutes later, we reached the hide out, i heard noises of people, so i knew that there are more men like him, kidnapping children like him.
When the car stopped he opened the door, untied my hands, and took off the eye-patch, put me with some other kids, that were like me kidnapped, and trapped inside this place.
when i walked inside a room a big screen came up and a man explaining why we are here. he said we are to become hitmen which at that age i didnt know what it meant.
He continued explaining that those of you who don't know what it is he said a hitman is a killer that kills for money and then he showed us a video of killing poeple and how to kill them and get used to it.
They wanted us to feel like its normal for us and it was about three hours long and we had to watch every day.
Six years passed. my age is now 12 and at this age they teach us how to shoot and how to handle a gun they put us in a line andorder us to aim at manicans that bleed red ink when we shoot so that we feel like we are killing reall people with blood and when we are given the order to shoot we all shoot one time, who ever hit the head or heart wins.
I used always to hit the brain. There was with us another girl that used to compete with me, her name was Malenie, she had a brown hair green eyes we were good friends and still are in a defferent kind of way.
Returning to the story, she shot on the heart and i shot on the head we both won.Another game was a race with jumping and pulling out the gun first and the fastest runer. I always won in this game
. She was the smartest.six more years past and on my 18th birthday my present was to kill somebody.
