Itsy Bitsy Spider

The itsy bitsy spider
Climbed up the water spout.
Down came the rain
And washed the spider out.
Out came the sun
And dried up all the rain,
So the itsy-bitsy spider
Climbed up the spout again!

I am a low life, I am no one special but I will be. My son needs a home and food. I will provide he shall never be hungry. The girls I have stolen from mean nothing, their blood may be on my hands, but my son does not go starving. He shall never starve again. I working a job I need to record something that is all. It is so easy. I can do it with my eyes closed. I bring it back to my boss. I may have killed a servant but that means nothing. I raided the kitchen of that house the owner no longer needs it. This will put him away in prison for quite a while. I showed my boss the evidence that he has been looking for. I got some money for it with the instructions for my next mission. I am too much like a snake being able to hide, in place, you would never look for. I went home hoping that one day I would live in a house for my son who could have his own room.

I loved him and would do anything for him. I have killed for him. This went on for years. I got a house where my son was so happy for, and food always in the fridge. I was climbing up the ranks ready for a new mission. I had come to the best in the bosses eyes. I was soon to be traded up to a wider reached boss. Who was higher up. I would soon one day be the boss of all the bosses.

I killed and fought my up to the top, but it happened I was the top no one would think that I was a no one anymore. I had so much blood on my hands from killing so many people but it was worth it. My son now could be happy. That is all I want, to be happy. I felt a slick on the back of my neck.

Part 2

I killed my father. I had enough of hi he never thought about what I wanted. He always worked, I will take over now. I want to on top no matter what it takes. I have seen my dad kill before it seems very easy, I am only sixteen but I will rule this industry, right dad. I pulled his head from his body and put his head in a jar for safe keeping. His body can just rot here in this lousy house.

I will become the top spy, just you wait. Once I get to the top I am going to put dad's head on a spike out front so that he will always be reminded that I'm better than him once and for all. The End.