True confession of attempted murder!
I was in first grade, six or so years of age.
My horrible grandmother (father's side) came to visit and was being horrible: horrible to my mother, horrible to me.
So, I got my hands on her meds and dumped the pill bottle's contents behind the freezer.
Alas, since most of her ailments were merely hypochondria, her demise wasn't forthcoming.
Eventually my mother found the pills behind the freezer. She said that Grandma had dumped them there herself to create an incident.
I never confessed that I was the perp.
This grandmother was always "at death's door!" but didn't pass till she was 96 years of age. This was the same grandmother who later took in my sister and I in after our father died and mother "moved on;" who during her guardianship would do things such as punishing us by making us bury pets slaughtered for the atonement of our "sins." And worse I will not relate.
I had subsequent opportunities to help her pass on, but no longer the amoral innocence to do it.
I was in first grade, six or so years of age.
My horrible grandmother (father's side) came to visit and was being horrible: horrible to my mother, horrible to me.
So, I got my hands on her meds and dumped the pill bottle's contents behind the freezer.
Alas, since most of her ailments were merely hypochondria, her demise wasn't forthcoming.
Eventually my mother found the pills behind the freezer. She said that Grandma had dumped them there herself to create an incident.
I never confessed that I was the perp.
This grandmother was always "at death's door!" but didn't pass till she was 96 years of age. This was the same grandmother who later took in my sister and I in after our father died and mother "moved on;" who during her guardianship would do things such as punishing us by making us bury pets slaughtered for the atonement of our "sins." And worse I will not relate.
I had subsequent opportunities to help her pass on, but no longer the amoral innocence to do it.
