It was 1946, Vermont, and I was brought into the world. My mother was a single woman, blonde, beautiful to most men. I was born Thomas Barker, blonde hair, brown eyes and 8lbs. That was my only good moment.
It started right after birth. My mother she was a single woman and In that day and age single mothers were frowned upon and sinful. She took me to my grandparents in Ohio, from that point on, I was their child, not my mother, my mother was now my sister, my grandmother was mom.
At the age of three I became fascinated with knives, my "mother" she was taking a nap and when she woke up I was sitting in my room with a batch of kitchen knives encircling me. At age ten I took to burglary, things just looked so nice and shiny, I had to have them, they had to be mine, so I took the little things, pencils, watches, change, bills, anything I could get my hands on, it was mine!
Now by this time I was in grade school, I made all "A's" and this trend continued throughout high school. So did my stealing problem, and one other problem arose..I hate animals, dogs, cats, birds, I hate all of them, so I'm the middle of the night I would sneak off to my neighbors houses, abduct their pets and kill them. When I turned sixteen I got my first car, I had sex on my first date, and now where the story begins, the beginning of my college life.
