Death always seemed to control my life. At a young age, I learned about how it feels to lose the most important people of your life. Before their deaths, my parents taught me how to live hidden, how to deal with money and killing other people. Many times I was expected to kill someone. For Training. But when I did kill a child my age, I couldn't sleep for months. I cried every single night until I couldn't shed a single tear anymore. It was the last time I cried and the last time I killed someone. Obviously, my parents were mad; they wanted to punish me by punching and kicking me until I couldn't breathe anymore. If that neighbour's child wouldn't have knocked and rung the doorbell nine times, I would've been dead. Two days later I found my parents dead in the living room. At 12 years old I left the country. I more or less travelled around the world to stay hidden. The organisation that killed my parents were out there somewhere and I did not want to be killed as well. In fact, I wanted to kill each and every single one of them. I swore my parents to never kill anyone ever again, but I was going to break that as soon as I found out who and where these people were. Years went by. I was alone but stronger than ever. I've dealt with pain that could've killed me multiple times on my own and gained more information about the people that killed my family. Now the time finally came to go back and slowly build up my plan. I'm seventeen now, have black hair and brown eyes. My skin is slightly tanned though to my stay in Australia. My name is Niclas John Lawnley and I'm going to kill this organisation. Book No. 1 #wattys2019
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