Catherine Delansy: A Short Story

As I stared at the solid ceiling, I began contemplating my decisions in life. From a young age, I had been immersed in the secret lives of the street. Gangs had taken my soul a few months before my ninth birthday. My family, we were poorer than dirt itself. My parents weren't fond of my sister, Kelly, and I, we had to survive on our own. We were fending for ourselves when I was eight and Kelly was two. I was desperate. I became a drug mule for the Crystal Devils, one of the popular gangs in Oklahoma City. I transported drugs back and forth for them, they said they wouldn't suspect a young kid like me to be carrying such things. In return, they gave me little amounts of food for my sister and I.

As I grew, I became more and more deeply involved
A woman, in fact. Her name was Catherine Delansey. Despite all of the horrible things I have done, despite everything she knows, she genuinely loved me. She didn't care she was practically breaking both of her legs and throwing herself down in front of packs of starved wolves. She knew well that I had became the fearsome leader of the Crystal Devils, yet her love for me didn't diminish, not even a sliver. I poured all of my sins onto the table but the next day, she still looked up at me with a fond
My heart begins to ache as my daydreaming of old times comes to an end. A heavy weight is placed upon my chest as I come back to the reality of my situation. An awful feeling of dread spreads through my whole body as feelings of anxiety wrap their cold hands around my heart and squeeze it tight. In ten days, I will be walked down the concrete hall lined with cells of others who could understand my emotions. In ten days, I will be embraced by the electric chair for everything wrong I have ever done to innocent people. In just ten days, my life will be no more for it will be electrocuted out of me. I must say, I have never been this scared in my whole