The Turning Point in My Life

I was in my final year at high-school. I was only seventeen and the

pressure of knowing that the outcome of school results would determine

my whole life ahead finally got to me. I snapped. One day, in the

absence of my parents, I ran away from home, hoping never to return.

This was the turning point in my life.

With an incomplete education on one hand, I was a lost soul, unaware

of what to do or where to go. I ran into a group of people who claimed

they could assist me out of this dark web I was now tangled in. They

introduced me to drugs. Dosed with pills of heroin and cocaine, my

life was tumbling downhill like a snowball, only gathering wrong as it

rolled. It was those times where I was not even aware of what I was

doing until I slept and then craved for more of the vile drugs I had

already once ingested. I was a rogue who lived by my wits in a corrupt

society. I had no contact with my real family and over time, these

people became my new family. They led me to commit a chain of

robberies, homicidal attacks… a chain ...