From NPUC Changed Lives
Hi. I’m Allen, alcoholic/addict. Of all the things I’ve lost, I miss my mind the most. Can’t remember much – that’s why I have to read this stuff to you off these pages. Besides, I’d be tempted to omit things if they weren’t staring me in the face.
Evil? I was the epitome of evil. Went online and ran a background check. Printer ran out of ink after seven pages. I’m not talking ancient history here – I’m talking six or seven years ago. Whatever I was in to, I couldn’t get enough. I was a first class glutton.
Money? I couldn’t get enough. Everything had a price – as much as traffic would bear. I wouldn’t even answer the phone unless there was something in it for me. I had to have things. Good things. The best of things. Fancy house. State of the art computer. Motorcycles. Guns – dozens of them, even though I wasn’t allowed to own them because of prior felonies. New 4×4 truck. Read More