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Used And Abused Sissy

The System that I abused

Heh... Looks like I'm finally dead. My streak has ended with one. last. kill. You know, I just want to come back to life. I want to be good this time. I never knew the benefits of being a good guy. I want to feel the pleasure, the sincere goodness of what it feels like to be liked by the people around you. Hah... All I ever had were my goons who followed whatever order I gave them. They didn't like me. They were scared of me. At least I gave it my all, and they respected me, not for personality or whatever. More like, the sheer terror of what I'm capable of. Now, I'm dead. They'll just take over my spot and have fun for once. Now I can rest in complete silence as the world starts to crumble, piece by piece... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ John Hill. A world-class criminal, who has been on the run since the age of 11. His first heinous act was stealing some money out of a cash register. Of course, he was caught. Being the simple 11 years old he was, he got let go. John talked with his parents about how stealing was bad and that you could go to jail. All those words, in John's mind, were all funny words. He didn't care if he went to jail, he didn't care if it was bad. All he wanted to do was to have some fun. So... He began stealing again. This time, to not get caught, he developed tactics. He wrote down specific times when a guard or cashier went off duty. He kept track of his victims and knew when to strike. This made him smarter than the average human being. Though he didn't go to school, he was self-taught with books he stole from the library. He was infamous. Everyone around the world knew who he was and they were scared. Someone at the age of 11 shouldn't know how to rob banks, or break into safes, or learn how to drive a car? Then at the age of 26, we started his own gang of hooligans. They robbed banks, toppled many famous industries, and had their own private drug company that was known world-wide by only the underground. And on that day, at the famous new Titanos Bank, is where it all went down... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is my first novel and I hope you guys ( the audience ) enjoy it. If you don't find it appealing, do tell me. I will do anything in my skills to up the story, keeping it nice and firm, while making it very interesting for all those alike. If you enjoy it, please do think about leaving reviews, voting, or sharing it to others. I appreciate those who consider reading this novel, and I hope to see you all till the very end. - Author
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