"Eddward lived in a nice, two-story house in the busy city of Appleriver. He lived with his twin sister, Selina; his mother, Deanna; and his father; Leo.

Deanna worked at an independent music company, singing backgrounds for up- and-coming musicians, while Leo was a business partner of mine at Triple- Tri, a company majoring in electronics.

I remember when I first met Eddward. Leo had brought him and Selina to work one day, and Eddward's eyes were full of wonder.

You could tell the wheels were turning in his head. Oh, how curious he was, exploring every nook and cranny of the office. He wanted to learn anything and everything he could.

One day the opportunity of a lifetime came to me and Leo. A chance to become president of our sister company, Duo-Double.

But Leo had the brains to get that job. He had dozens of brilliant ideas, ideas which would surely get him the job and leave me out in the cold.

I hated Leo so much right then. He had it all: A perfect wife, two perfect kids, the perfect home, the perfect job, the perfect life. Things I wanted. Things I deserved! Things I could get with this chance. But Leo would take it from me if I didn't do something and quick.

So I hatched a plan. Late one night I broke into their house. I knew that brainiac Leo would have all his ideas in a file or safe somewhere. I just had to find them.

I would present the ideas to the company board, get the job, and Leo would have no proof that the ideas were never actually mine. It was the perfect plan for my future perfect life.

I found a file cabinet in a corner of the living room. I tried to open it, but the stupid thing was locked.

So I struggled with the lock. Leo and Deanna must've heard something, because before I knew it, there was Leo, pointing a pistol at me, Deanna standing behind her husband.

'Get out of here, James! How dare you intrude onto my home and family! Leave now!' Leo hissed.

My back was turned to the couple. I slightly sighed, then quickly spun around and shot them both, using the revolver I brought, just in case.

I watched both Leo's and Deanna's bodies fall to the ground. I felt pity and sadness for them, but no regret. I needed those files. I needed that perfect life!

The gunshots obviously had woken Eddward and Selina, for after about ten minutes, they were downstairs as well.

I was so close to getting that damn file drawer open when I heard a tiny gasp. There was Selina, hands over her mouth, a look of horror on her face. Behind her was little Eddward, eyes bulging out. No doubt from the shock of seeing their beloved parents on the floor in pools of their own blood, dead.

Eddward noticed the pistol in his father's hand and quickly snatched it. Pointing it at me, he screamed, "Put down the gun! Please, put down the gun!' What a brave little boy he was right there. I was so impressed I, probably not the wisest thing to do, put down my revolver. He was a little boy. He had no clue how to fire a gun.

Selina was cowering behind her brother when he told her to run away, in fear for her safety. She strongly protested, but Eddward demanded that she go.

Selina ran out the front door into the pouring rain. I watched that frightened little girl run as fast as her small legs could take her.

Then it was just me and Eddward, him pointing the pistol right at me. Tears were pouring down his face, just like they are now.."

James smirked and turned to Double D. Indeed, Edd had tears streaming down his face and dripping off his chin.

"Why don't you tell them the rest of it, Eddward. No doubt you'd tell it better than I ever could." James remarked.

Not looking at his friends, Double D was silent. He sighed deeply, his voice slightly cracking. He then continued the story.

"H-he had that horrible, horrible look on his face. He wasn't smiling at all, nor was he scowling. He..his face was just emotionless.

I remember that my hands w-were shaking fiercely at the time. I was so frightened. My eyes were blurred from my tears as I looked straight at the man who...who had k-killed my parents.

I g-glanced down at the bodies of my parents. What a..horrific..sight for a young child to see. My parents lying on the ground, blood staining their bodies. Never again would they wake up to a new day.

Never again would they wish me good morning. I would never hear my father praise me for my simple inventions. I would never again hear my mother sing me to sleep when a thunderstorm was outside.

My parents had done nothing wrong. They were good people, murdered in a senseless act of desperation.

These thoughts were running through my mind as I looked back at James. He still had that..that damn look on his face.

I was furious. How dare he do this not only to my parents, but to me? My anger engulfed my senses, and with hatred in my eyes I...I pulled the trigger.

The...the shot threw me back a bit. I saw James stagger and hold his chest. What had I done? I ran out of that house and into the rain. I was a murderer. I had killed a human being. I remember running and running. I didn't stop for a second. By the time I had collapsed from exhaustion, I was in a whole other town.

I remember avoiding the police for the next few months, hiding wherever I could. I thought I would be on the run for the rest of my life.

One day I was resting in a park when a pair of police officers came up to me. They asked me what a young man like myself was doing out so late, and alone? I was horrified of them, not listening to their words. I thought they had found out I killed someone and would put me in jail.

So I ran from them. But they easily caught me. They took me to the station as I bawled and screamed. To me, my life was over.

Because I had no i.d. on me, they asked who I was and where I was from. I told them I didn't know anything beside my first name being, 'Eddward.'

They put me in an adoption facility, having nothing more to do with this faceless child.

A month later a nice couple decided to adopt me. The woman was infertile, but desperately wanted a child of her own. Something about me must've struck her, and before I knew it, I was in a car heading for Peach Creek.

Halfway there we made a pit stop. My new father parked the car by a little hat store. I glanced out my window and was stunned.

There, on display, was the exact same hat Selina always wore. I loved my sister so much, and missed her deeply. I turned to woman I would now call mother and asked her if she would purchase me that hat. She smiled, and bought me the sock hat I wear to this day, for remembrance of what I thought was my deceased sister.

The sun was bright that day as we pulled up to my blue house. 'Welcome home, Eddward.' My new father said.

Home. Could this really be my home? It had to be. I needed to forget everything from the life I once had. James was dead, my true parents were dead, so it rang as no doubt that my sister, Selina, was dead as well.

I sat on the front steps of my house until a boy walked up to me, trying to sell me something I had never seen before. I pointed out a few minor flaws, much to his apparent annoyment. He challenged me to do a better job as he dragged me over to another tall boy and a blonde, pig-tailed girl. They became my best friends.

But..but as much as I tried, I couldn't forget my other life. I couldn't forget what I done." Double D looked up at James. "What I thought I had done...how did you live?"

James laughed. "You almost got me. If the bullet had gone just a little more to the right, I would have been dead."

James then pulled out the exact same revolver he had used on Double D's parents. "Too bad for you." He sneered, pointing it at Double D's forehead.