Throughout my childhood I was made fun of by my name. My parents aren't the best out here, they do drugs and drink everyday. When I was born they named me Psy Co and our last name is Path. The they thought it would be hilarious. Everyone calls me Psychopath and they dont just say it because that's my name they say it in a mean and taunting way. One day I was tired of getting bullied so i hit this kid, and well i hit him harder then i thought, he hit his head really hard on the sidewalk and well, died. I felt horrible, I didnt mean to kill him. After that everyone was terrified of me, and yet I got bullied more. As an adult I made a list on new names that I would change my name to but since I Killed a Man I'm not allowed to change my identity, this really sucks because for the rest of my life I will forever be known as Pry the Psychopath killer.
