Robbing is how I survive. Without it, I wouldn’t be able to live, eat, or take care of my sister. I live in the roughest part of the city, where survival is a daily battle, and many do what I do.

One night, my crew of four and I targeted a large, luxurious house. We quickly filled our bags with valuables.

Suddenly, a maid spotted us, and we all bolted. I lost track of the others and found myself in front of a door marked "Do Not Enter." With no other choice, I slipped inside, shutting the door behind me and listening for any signs of pursuit.

Out of nowhere, I felt a touch on my shoulder. Startled, I spun around, barely able to see in the dark room. Instinctively, I pointed a knife at the figure, my voice low and threatening.

“Stay back, or you’ll regret it.”