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The child was a girl. Let's call her Mary.

Story:
10 year-old Mary has been walking her neighbor's 2 dogs (a Lab and Shepherd) for a while. The owner is in his 60's and he trusted her. Mary feeds them but it was really poison. Then as they were dying, to speed up the process, she applies an injection. She then whispered ''sweet dreams'' to them and pretends to be sad when delivering the owner the bad news. The owner is in tears and emotional by then. She hides in the corner and laughs. The owner would soon find out and she gets in major trouble.

The child is by now a reformed, woman full of remorse for back then. The former owner refused the apology letter sent years later and never forgave. Be honest, would you forgive if a child killed your pet?

I have a guy friend who I stop to talking for a while. We got in contact and immediately he commented on how I look different and I looked pretty. He also asked if you could go on vacation with me (I leave for vacation soon) i thought he was joking but he wasn’t. I have no problem with him going on vacation with me but my parents would never allow. As I was going to bed tonight He texted me and said good night sweet dreams. And I just said good night loser I have always called him loser since the day we met. Today after that he responded with your my number one loser and I didn’t think it was a big deal but now I’m starting to get freaked out.

I served time in juvie center from 2010-2016. Then from 2016-18 I was under additional supervision and still seeing shrinks. By now I'm trying to be a better person but my criminal past is going to limit the dating pool that's for sure. I do feel remorse for my actions.

For those wondering what it was, what I'm about to write is a strong content. It's very bad.

2010:
- My friend and I set fire to a car. Our ages were 11 and 10. I was the younger girl and the meaner one.
- We took two 1st graders (lying to them about taking them to the fair with their parents) and once we got to an isolated location, started beating them and placed them on a huge garbage bin with crawlies. There was some more to it than just a beating but won't say it. Both were taken to the hospital and one almost suffocated because he had asthma.

For several months, I would spy on my neighbor and his two dogs. Then just a week before those events, my neighbor let me take his dogs (a Shepherd and a Lab that trusted me) for a walk. I did and fed them. Upon serving their bowls, I whispered to them ''sweet dreams''. It was poison, followed by an injection. The old man (he was in his 60's then) was devastated and I hid in a corner, laughing. He found out right on the following week. He went after my mother and reported it.