I still remember how it all begun

My life had a price in the eyes of another man... I felt the cold metal in my forehead.

I was going to die for twenty-three dollars and forty-four cents... I closed my eyes.

I felt my blood leaving my head and becoming one with the pavement... I opened my eyes.

The look on my face filled with fear was now mirrored into the other man's face.

I didn't died that day,  but someone did... By my hands.

I realized that death could be tricked. And I decided to use my gift for the better.

Funny thing,  people don't care if you do right or wrong. If you are a freak like me, people only fear you and judge you for no apparent reason. So I'll give them a reason.

I pointed a loaded gun to my head and enter a local bank. A guard pointed his gun at me.

He shot me five times as I slowly walked towards him. Watching the face of fear in every hostage's face. Blood pouring out from the holes in my head and chest. But that didn't stopped me. I shot the guard and left the bank with fifteen dollars. That's all I wanted to take. I didn't need the money. The world was mine. I didn't dreamed of becoming rich. All I wanted was to send a message.

My life had a price in the eyes of another man... Now I'm the one setting the price.