"I tried to make money the honest way as a kid. I tried
shoveling snow. I tried a newspaper route, I stuck with it for a while but one
day
I was collecting money from my route and these older kids robbed. me. there
were three of them. they were 16 or 17. I fought hard. I told them: 'I worked hard for
this money.' but they held me down and
took it anyway. it was $27. And that made me feel so powerless. And I
remembered that i knew someone with a knife. And I thought: ' Am going to steal
that knife and deal with this firmly.' I found those boys at an arcade. Nobody
got Killed. I hurt them. but I wouldn't say that I felt proud after stabbing
them. but I felt like, they deserved what the got. I felt vindicated. Even
today I have trouble sympathising with them. it's funny how that works. when
someone wrongs us. we want the maximum amount of punishment. but when we do
wrong, we want the maximum amount of understanding and forgiveness."
(Metropolitan Correctional Center, New York)
source: Humans of New York
source: Humans of New York
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