My Sister Tried to Frame Me

I love money more than life itself. I would do absolutely anything for it.

When I was ten, my foster mother, Fiona, accused me of stealing. I decided to play along and make it official. I emptied her purse, stuffing every single dollar into my pockets.

"You want to call me a thief? Fine. I’d hate to let Fiona's accusation go to waste."

When she realized her money was actually gone, she went completely ballistic. She whipped me with a cane, forced me to kneel on broken glass, and screamed at me to hand over the cash.