I wasnt a good person.But I wasnt bad either. I knew that.Sometimes I caused trouble, and sometimes it came looking for me. Im not saying that to make you feel sorry for me. You shouldnt. I saw everything coming, and I allowed it to happen. I wasnt nave or careless. I wasnt a victim. I was a deer staring at the headlights, and I paused to admire the ethereal glow mesmerized uncaring about the collision that was about to take place.It would cost me everything.