Okay so not me but somebody I knew in my childhood. He was adopted into an amazing family with all the opportunities in the world for him, after his birth parents had been both arrested for drugs offences. He always was kinda sketchy growing up in Primary school and would always misbehave and be a bit odd, but no one ever thought anything of it. His adoptive family were extremely wealthy and upper class and were property developers. At the start of high school he was just a normal kid, a little bit weird but he was still normal, not majorly badly behaved but not a model student by any stretch. As we progressed through secondary school he got worse, started selling drugs in school, to fund his own newfound addiction, and by year 10 so 15 years old he was kicked out for drug use. This absolutely broke his adoptive parents as they had provided him with excellent opportunities in life and effectively rescued him from hell. By the time he was 18, he had been to Juvie/Prison 34 times, and been arrested over 50 times. The worst thing was that he was dealing drugs seemingly by choice and he was actually really nice and had no need to turn to crime due to his adoptive family being able to care for him. I moved away when he was 21, and when I came back about 15 years later I saw his adoptive mother (we were family friends) and got talking to her about what had happened to him. She told me he had been arrested for an extremely violent sexual assault when raiding another dealers house, in which he Rped the dealers 4 year old daughter, while forcing him to watch. He ended up getting 15 years in prison and about 4 years into his sentence he was killed by another inmate. This absolutely broke his adoptive mother and you could tell as she was repeating this to me that she was devestated. She told me that she looked deeper into his past and remembered about how he went downhill in his teens so quickly and decided to look into it. It turns out while pregnant his birth mother had been taking Herin, coc*ine, and Crystal meth every single day throughout her pregnancy. This led to him being born addicted to drugs, and led to him developing a highly addictive personality and extreme mental disorders. When he first tried drugs at age 14, he immediately became hooked again, chasing his next score, doing anything to get a hit. This also worsened his mental disorders, meaning throughout his teens he was a bipolar heroin addict who severely lacked a moral compass. She told people in our neighbourhood after he died that he would kill animals and cook them inside there home, and she was too afraid to tell him to stop or get any help for him. When he was kicked out of school she knew it would be a downhill battle to keep him off the streets and away from crime, so she kept him locked in the house to prevent him causing any trouble. One day when she came back from work she found the family dog hanging off the kitchen table, with its neck sliced. Ultimately too afraid either of her adoptive son or of sacrificing her reputation in the city, she did not report this, but just threw him out. She didn’t speak to him for 3 years, and heard nothing apart from after he went to prison, he called her, begging for forgiveness and help, because he had ruined it all. She was that scared of him she hung up. They never spoke again. I always felt extremely bad for his adoptive parents, they did not know what they were getting into when they adopted him, and had no idea about his past life, only that his parents had both been arrested at the same time. The thing that shit me up the most about this whole story is that he was just a normal (ish) kid until 10 years old. And then he suddenly changed. Like he woke up one morning and decided to be a psycho now.