It was a bloody scene. I was sitting on a gutter,crying, the night sky was pitch black and the only thing I hear is my useless sobbing.There were handcuffs on my bloodied hands but they were not locked.. As if giving me a chance to run,escape. A girl in black was suddenly beside me, calm, and she looked at me as if she knew me all her life, she spoke, "what are you waiting for?" Next thing I knew, I was running away...I don't know where, I don't care, I was running towards the blackest night and I'm not returning...I came to a dark room, I took out something from my pocket, it was a wallet,not mine though, it belonged to another person, I quickly took all the money out and emptied it, I threw it and I saw myself on a mirror, I'm scared, I fear something I can't explain.. Im sweating all what's left in my strength, where am I going? "here" the black girl was right there beside the door, she took my hand and then there was nothing.....
We came into a place, a small room, I think she lives here.. Messy,small,cockroaches, plastic bags are torn open to serve as window curtains, she was no longer wearing black, but a public school uniform, white top and navy knee length skirt.."You can live here" she said smiling, I just nod, I remembered how I met her, and from my mind a portrait flashed, in the picture there was three girls, the tallest was this girl I met,middle was me and from the right most was our common friend, now I see, we met at a bridge, our common friend introduced us.
Days passed, and I now see clearly what lifestyle she has, it was dirty and tricky, she steals stuffs from other people, her face was pretty and innocent but deep inside that flesh is a thief, I go wherever she goes and she taught me how to steal wallets from random people we met on the mall, market place and or even the cops!One time, she stole this wallet then she smiled at me and said "wow,we got our whole month covered up" showing me the wallet full of bills. Oh now I see...things doesn't look so impossible to me now, stealing is normal...
One morning I saw a guy,about my age,he was staring at me, from that stare I know he wants to know me..So I came up to him and asked his name but she appeared suddenly and pulled me out, dragging me to do our usual job--stealing. Many days passed and our ways crossed again, this time, he spoke first "Why don't we take her with us, she's one of us now, right J?" he was talking to the girl who adopted me.For the first time, I heard her name...or at least her nickname. J looked at me and then to the guy.. I can see she doesn't want to take me with him but for some reason she said "okay".
We arrived on a deserted warehouse, it was almost sunset, there were people sitting on a long table where we came and joined in, I realized they were just like J and this guy, they were a gang..Stealing was their way of life, I understand why J never took me here, maybe she thinks I'm still not that kind of person.. their chatting filled the air but I never took notice of that, I was just staring...I heard them boasting and talking about the people they robbed and girls they hurt, then a random guy asked me "you,whats the biggest catch you made?Why are you here?" I don't know what to say.. Suddenly there were questions gushing in me: Why am I here? Why do I fear something? What have I done? Am I same with this kind of people?
Then there was J's voice, and all my questions were answered. "She....She um...She killed her boyfriend".
I woke up.