Caught

All my life, Ive had a love for control. In order to have control, I needed money. It started out from something as simple as an allowance. If it wasnt given to me, I found a way to get it. Hell, I was filling my little Gerber baby food jars with all the coins that I could get my hands on at an early age. The sound of the money clinking against the glass thrilled me. Somehow, I understood that wha...