For a while, I continued to live my life the only way that I knew and nothing at all waschanging or getting any better. Inside I was very empty and alone: outwardly, I pretendedthat nothing at all was troubling me and worked extremely hard to keep other people at adistance, so that they wouldn't discover all of the shameful secrets that I had hidden awayabout the real me then. A broken, lonely and lost soul that had left an aftermath of wreckage and debris of broken relationships, lost opportunities, mountains of lies, brokenhearts and betrayal on every single person that I had ever knew at that point in my life.I spent many long years working to repair all of the damage that I had directly or indirectly caused my family, friends and strangers alike. Wanting so very badly to makegood which I had for so many years made bad - I decided to try anything and everythingto right my wrongs, so to stop the torment that raged inside. And, I did try everything thatI could think of doing at the time. Nothing and I mean - NOTHING worked out as I planned it. Now, I was really lost deep inside my heart and my life showed it toooutwardly.In 1984, my parents took me out of public schools because of all of the trouble I washaving in school. My grades were very low and I was getting jumped by dozens of other students on a regular basis. Over the years I had become an easy target for bullying.After public school, I was sent to a private Christian school to complete my education. Itwas mandatory that every student attend morning chapel service, before heading off tofirst period classes. These chapel services lasted about 30 minutes and included a shortBible lesson, singing a hymn or two, Morning Prayer and daily announcements.Most often I would just sit wide-eyed, looking around the room as students and staff prayed and I thought about anything and everything else but what we were gathered therefor. Afterward, chapel ended and we were off to class.During lunchtime, me and a small group of other students would gather in an emptyclassroom and play Dungeons & Dragons Role-Play Game, which continued to be playedout for several months. During gym class, a few students including myself would sneak away and get high and trash talk each other. Before the final bell ending all classes hadrang, I'd already left school heading home, to a friend’s house, fishing or to the mall. Needless to say, I was still determined to live my life on my own terms and I needed noone, so I thought.Before long, I my attitude and lying was turning many students and staff against me or just pushing them away. The fighting hit a fever pitch and my hate fueled my anger andthe anger lead me down very dark and dangerous roads.A feud that I was involved in for a couple of years with my former best friends spilled outfrom the school where we all attended and into our own neighborhoods. It was revengeupon revenge and hate building to more hatred amongst everyone involved, butespecially within me. Finally, I had all that I could stand and decided to carry a few guns