Through My Eyes

Chapter 1

When I was young, I never imagined that I would be sitting in the worlds most intricate prison giving my story of my pleasurable killings. I actually wanted to be a teacher, you know...helping students gain knowledge; be an inspiration to children. I didn't plan on my best friend landing in an alley, shot and left bleeding on his own. Devastated, I ran away at 15. I stole money from my dad, packed a bag and left. I was able to live on what I had stolen for about 2 months but I needed a job. I made it to New York and roamed the streets for 3 days. I was able to meet this kid on the street who took me in and kept me safe. He showed me to his "family" and they treated me as their own. I felt happy for the first time. Within one year, I had plenty of money and was anxious to return to Chicago to find my friends killer. I questioned people near the alley and the homeless man on that corner. No one knew a thing. After a month of searching for answers I found him. Well, not him necessarily but his family. His wife was gorgeous and I hated how he could continue on with his life knowing very well that he had ruined another. I watched that woman for a long time. I watched where she worked and where she hung out with friends. Whenever her husband came home, she would throw herself on him and they would