Klepto's Monologue

When I was a boy I wanted to be a vet. I loved animals, I was fine around blood, and life on the farm taught me to accept that everything eventually dies. Any time one of the dogs, cats, or horses got hurt, I helped them fine.

I guess a couple things stopped me from realizing my dream. One, my grades were bad ‘cuz I couldn’t pay attention in class. Two, I got in too much trouble picking pockets.

Three, when I was thirteen I killed two guys, and after that I gave up on doing anything good at all.