"I was so jealous of my sister's
looks. She had
long fair
hair and |
sweet little
nose, and I thought that she always had
prettiest |
clothes and
most attention.
I hated her and I decided to kill her. |
When
roof of
house was
being repaired, I dropped
|
brick out of
window when
she was underneath. Thank God it |
missed!!", says one ashamed near-murderer.
"I must have been about ten |
at
time, and she
was
eight years
old. Now she tells me that |
she always felt stupid beside
me in
school
because I was always |
good student
and she was weaker at
school work.
But when |
you're teenager, you want
attention and
compliments |
and
boyfriends;
good exam results don't
seem like
|
fair exchange". |