I did not think there was anything wrong with the life I lived, I sure enjoyed every moment, but still, something seemed off. I noticed after a few pleas when people are begging for their life to be spared, that my life was not like all the other lives I took. I always thought everyone did what we did, now that I learned what most lives were like, I got envious and decided to steal their freedom from them. If I could not be free from my legacy of bloodlust, I would take all the other people's freedom as well. So, at the age of 16, I made my move, the move that would shape my life forever. That night I poured over the book mother made for me, titled "100 Effortless ways to deal with a Nuisance" it was one of my favourite books that she crafted for me. I knew if I messed this night up, I would never experience what everyone else got, freedom. Tonight, I am the hunter, and my mother will experience being as helpless as the others that we've taken from. I would pounce and make my mark, if I messed up, she would get me, this was my one shot. My one-time to live my life that I deserve. I read the whole book thinking of the best way to kill the one who gave me life, a life I did not want to have anymore, because of this I will take hers. This is a form of gratitude because she will finally be free, once she joins the ones, she took the lives of.