One of a kind

Crook

My younger years weren't my best. I was bullied constantly at school and home. My life sucked and I hated it. The only thing that kept me going were her words "its possible". That was all I need.

I spent years honing my mind and body. It didn't help I was malnourished. I was short scrawny nothing but bones and what little muscle I could keep. I had stamina though I got a lot of practice in on running. I think that's all I did when I was younger. I ran from bullies, my mom, my dad, I even ran from my self.

I got tired of it so I did what any reasonable man would do I stole. I hated doing it but it was the only way I could keep from starving to death. I could barley even lift my own body weight let alone defend my self. I don't know what I would have done if my mother was abusive in more ways than mentally and physically.

I was no longer hungry, no longer as weak, and no more hellish hunger pains. But of corse I was caught eventually. After all luck and skill only gets you so far, and I was skilled. I had just turned ten and wanted enough money for a cool new Allmight shirt I saw in the store. By now I had enough cash flow to no longer worry about food. I sold rings, watches,necklaces, anything I could take I would sell. It also helped I grew in size from no longer being malnourished. Of corse I was still pretty short but hell was I in shape.

Of course I had come close a few times at first. I had to find a buyer not as hard as you think for ten year old. All I had to do was use my brain. One of the very few things no one could take from me. It took me a couple of weeks but I found one the web.

The internet is a big and dark place did you know 0.oo4 percent of it is it over roughly five million terabytes. That's over five trillion megabytes. To say it was easy to find a buyer on some of the darker places was a joke. It was more like a walk in the park. But then again I have always been to smart for my own good.

I saw a scrawny tall blond lady with a very nice purse. Easy pickings usually. I thought about a stick up she was probably weaker than me judging by looks but that was to much risk even with no-one around. So I planned like I always do. She seemed to be in a hurry probably not paying attention to her surroundings. All I had to do was get close with out seeming specious. Run to fast she might hear me. It could also get someone else attention can't have that.

I sped up my pace just a bit faster than hers but not suspicion enough to turn heads. It had been around fifteen minutes before I even reached her. Of corse now for the distraction. Pulling my hoodie up and making sure it hide most of my features I "trip" in to her making her "accidentally" drop her bag.

My keen mind looked for the most valuable items in a spilt second. She had a wallet and what seemed to be a very nice phone. The phone was just in arms reach. The wallet looked fat but you got take what you can. Now came the tricky part acting.
"I'm so s-sorry!" I said with faked innocence
"Are you ok young man" the woman exclaimed
"I'm fine ma'am. Are you?" I said with a fake smile,
She extended her arm to help me up. I took it without hesitation.
"I'm just fine young man I will be going right after I pick up my things." She said

Just as I wanted I already had the phone in hand. "I'm super sorry I would stay to help but my mom wants me home" I lied through my teeth. She gave a nod and I was off. I was on browed time, and I knew it was only a matter of time before she noticed so as soon as I was out of her view I ducked into an alley.