Where did all go wrong?

John was sitting at his favorite bar thinking to himself: Where did all go wrong? I was a good kid, at least I think so. I loved to play with other children, and they liked to play with me. Sometimes we would get naughty, but it’s what kids do, right?

Then my mum died, and my dad left. I felt as if the world stopped, and no one cared. There was no more love in my life. I forgot what it meant to feel loved. In time, I forgot to love.

No one wants to play with me anymore.

They even changed my name. They call me Evil now.