Point-of-View: Zoraiz Rafayet
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"Go on, what is on your mind, young man?" Inquired the priest.
"I'm sorry, I'm just nervous...I've never told anyone about this, you see. Here goes...I've done some things that I...that I shouldn't have done. Awful, unspeakable things. I've always been very athletic and stronger than most of my peers, and I...I used my gifts to cause despair to those weaker than myself. Um...especially women," I 'confessed' to him, making it up as I went along, "I've come to regret the atrocities I've committed, but...but I must admit, I do still get the urge to do those things again, especially whenever I see a woman or child."
If I'm wrong about these people and this whole bad feeling of mine has been nothing more than paranoia, then they're probably gonna think I'm an absolute monster and a vile human being. But if I'm right...
