Chapter One • Innocent
You might not think it now when you see me walking down the foot path but I used to be a kind, caring innocent kid. That was a long time ago and things have certainly changed. For better? For worse? I suppose it would be a lot of both. I can’t remember the last time I wanted to help somebody on this planet and we can thank three things for moulding me into this. Death in the family, actions of people I’ve dealt with in my twenty five years alive and last but not least, crystal meth. The Devils Elbow, The Crystal Whistle, The Donny. All names of the weapon that we call crystal meth. I had a lot of things growing up. Friends, girlfriends and people who loved me. I have nothing now and I’m kind of glad, which isn’t a good thing or a bad thing but I couldn’t decide if I tried.
