They Saved Me From Traffickers; I Returned the Favor in Blood
When I was ten years old, I was kidnapped by some human traffickers, where I was sold to an old widow as her slave.
She locked me up in a pig sty and had me solve all of my basic needs there, be it eating, drinking, or defecating. My life there was less than that of livestock.
My parents never gave up on looking for me. They managed to save me when I was 17 years old.
On the day I get reunited with them, my mom's eyes redden when she notices how skinny I've become.
"Oh dear, just how much have you suffered, my child?"
My dad just keeps slapping himself the whole time. "We're so sorry, Silas…"
Even my younger brother reaches out, hoping to take me home.
That's when I finally realize that I have a home now. In order to repay my family for their benevolence, I've laced their food with the most potent poison. That way, their deaths will be painless.