The first person I killed was the class bully. He was particularly dangerous in the school toilet, extorting money at the point of a knife. He went under a passing lorry in a quiet street. If you push them under the rear wheels, the driver can’t see what happens.
I was just practising, of course. My real target was my own father. He was heavier, so I needed to brace myself – opposite and equal actions and all that – but I managed. It was quicker than I’d have preferred, sadly.
Why should I feel guilty? He abused me, he deserved it.
I was just practising, of course. My real target was my own father. He was heavier, so I needed to brace myself – opposite and equal actions and all that – but I managed. It was quicker than I’d have preferred, sadly.
Why should I feel guilty? He abused me, he deserved it.
