There was a girl in my class, she was the perfect girl. Everyone liked her, her family was nice, she had everything I wanted. As a result I'd always steal her stuff and hope I could slowly become her. I got caught a few times, but my tactic was cry and say they were targeting me because I was poor. In result they let me keep the item because I claimed it was mine and not hers. It got to the point where people thought she was planting her things as a way of bullying me. People soon hated her. It got so bad, she didnt even report when stuff was stolen cause she knew she'd get backlash. People started stealing her things since they'd never get caught and one person even took her necklace which had the ashes of her grandmother. She moved schools not long after that. People still talked bad about her, calling her two faced. Whenever people ask if I remember her, I always play dumb and say I dont remember childhood things but I remember vividly feeling satisfaction for getting away with things. She killed herself last month, ever since she moved her mental health rapidly declined and I know if I never took her things then she'd be alive. I truly wish some sort of illness upon me in the near future.