From the day I was born I’ve been living in an orphanage on the streets of San Diego. The orphanage I’m currtently in doesn’t care for the kids here. The caretaker is a cruel lady who enjoys watching the kids suffer, especially me. She’s been like this since the day I arrived to this living hell. From the age of one to sixteen I’ve been beaten, starved, and sexual harassed by that horrible caretaker. How was she able to get away with these things?

She’s a two-faced old woman, she always put an act for the people who came over to inspect the place. She threaten me and the rest of the kids to not speak a word to any of the inspectors. She made us make up lies about all the injuries we got from her. I was by far the most injured because I would protect the kids from the that vile woman.

I’m the oldest out of all the kids that reside in the orphanage, and as the oldest, the kids always seek out for me when the caretaker is being bitchy, or they just stay with me the whole time so she wouldn’t do anything. The reason why is because I’m a lot older now, and the frail old bag can’t really do anything to me now. But that doesn’t matter because I’m going to get my revenge for the shit she has done to me and the kids.

That lady is going to pay with her life.