The corruption of Alexandra started at the age of six when her brother dared her to take candy from a baby. Soon she was spiking the home-made lemonade she sold to church pensioners on Sunday and kicking kids for no particular reason. She was dropping f-bombs on unsuspecting passers-by and nicking money from her little sister’s piggybank.
Had she been older than six, she would have been called a liar, a fraudster, a bully, a cunt. Now her parents just branded her a ‘difficult child’ and sent her into therapy.
“That’s the fun of being corrupted at my age,” Alexandra told her shrink on the living room sofa, while in the kitchen the family dog started licking the translucent liquid in its water tray.
“I could get away with murder.”
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