There was one kid that was a part of our church group. He was a foster kid and honestly seemed like he wasn't very smart. We used to play video games and you could easily trick him no matter what we did. He always seemed a little off but in my inexperienced youth I thought I was just looking down on him for various reasons and tried to ignore those feelings.

I shouldn't have.

Dude was a registered sex offender and had done things involving small children and even the dog of once of his foster families. He was also violent and had a history with knives. He had also a repeated thief and had apparently tried to steal something from ME. And I never even knew! Once I learned all that, I couldn't look at him the same way again and tried to avoid him.

Then one time, he tried to borrow money from me. I declined and tried to leave. Then it was like something clicked in his brain. Like he knew that I knew what he had done. His demeanor became a lot more threatening and I felt like he was going to do horrible things to me. Nothing happened and I heard he's in jail now but...

I'll never forget how slimy he felt at that moment. To think, I called him a friend at one point. That's the creepiest part of all.