There are many things in my lifetime that I have seen that have had a huge impact in the way that I am. But there is one that I'd have to say had the biggest impact on where I am right now. It happened about a year ago when I was 15.
My best friend's name was Destiny and she was a year older than me, but we'd lived next door to one another since I was born. We did everything together and had so much fun when we were hanging out. But things changed when she got into high school.
Destiny fell into the wrong kind of crowd. She smoked, did drugs and drank. We weren't hanging out as much and I hated it. So when it was finally time for me to start high school I was so excited. I just knew that we'd be the vest of friends again.
Things didn't go exactly the way that I had planned, but we did start hanging out again. I didn't really like her friends. They were rude and didn't care about anything or anyone except themselves. But I hung out with them anyways because I wanted to hang out with Destiny.
I knew that the day would come when they would expect me to do everything that they did. It all started with cigarettes. They offered them a few times and each time I said no. But then they would make some kind of comment to Destiny about her uncool friend. So I tried smoking and ended up liking it. The same thing happened with drinking and doing drugs, Until, finally, I was one of them.
During this time Destiny was dating one of the seniors that we hung out with Carl. I didn't pay any attention to it at first, but she was constantly bruised. Once I asked her about it and she just kinda blew it off telling me about what a klutz she was. Because I was normally high or drunk I just let it pass. Things went on like that for months.
But things took an awful turn in June, on my 15th birthday. I was having a big party and I didn't notice that she wasn't there for hours. When I did finally notice Carl was also not there. I figured that they'd just got sidetracked. And I was right, but it wasn't exactly what I had been thinking.
At about 10:00 Carl showed up at my party-without Destiny. When I asked him where she was he said that he didn't know-he hadn't seen her all day, I knew that things weren't great at home so I was afraid that she may have ran away. I ran over to her house to talk to her parents.
24 hours later there was missing person report out on her. And 72 hours later there was still no news. I couldn't believe Carl either. He had met this girl at my party and was now dating her. His girlfriend disappears so he gets a new one. I think that it was about that time that I began to hate him.
Finally after about 5 days they found Destiny-or at least they found her body. They found it in a shed by an abandoned house at the outside of town, She was bruised, beaten, and had been raped. They found out from that that Carl was the one who did it.
He went to trial and ended up off the hook, because they couldn't prove that he's done anything more than raped her. I just couldn't believe that. I knew that Carl had done it and I couldn't let him get away with it.
I had a lot of connections so it was easy to get a gun he thought that I was just joking. But when I pointed it at his chest he realized that I wasn't. I used two bullets-one in his heart and one in his head. He was dead when the ambulance got there.
Unlike Carl I didn't get off. Right now I'm sitting in a room in a white jacket that's tied behind my back telling this story to a counselor that doesn't care. They think that I'm crazy, but I KNOW what it was that I did. I killed the man who killed my best friend and I have no regrets.