I’d never stolen anything before…..actually I lie, I’d stolen a pencil rubber but I felt guilty and took it back……what I mean is, I’d stolen nothing…
I knocked my poor old Dad spark out………something that haunted me for many years…..
I’d been playing with soldiers one minute…….next I’m smashing heads on pavements!
How did I end up here?? I think the question should be when would I, not how as it was inevitable……
One minute can be the difference between life and death……
I must clearly point out that this book is based on fiction and ‘some’ real events in my life but mostly ‘not’ a true account…