I've chosen not to identify myself, although if you did happen to know me, it would be very easy to figure out who I am.
I was raised in a small town in the Midlands, UK. I had a very happy life there. I had friends, although I was always pretty content to amuse myself with my imagination. I had no enemies. Nobody hated anyone. We were kids.
Unfortunately we had to move when I was nine for reasons. We ended up in Scotland and it all went downhill pretty quickly from there.
I can be held accountable for some of why it was so shit. But I can't be held accountable for other people's actions - Threatening me with knives, spitting on me, throwing bricks at me, putting me in hospital, pretending to be my friend only to steal my birthday presents to share with your friends then pretend I don't exist.
From this a monster was born; me.
I changed fundamentally as a person. I became angry, hateful, deceitful, unbearable.
But when I was 13, I found a small outlet - Music. And with this came the sparks of imagination and a second small relief from life - Writing.