I cherish it very very veeery much, and here is why.
I'll do a short version of what happened, don't want to make a huge story with chapters and everything. Long story short, my family was renovating the kitchen, there was countertops removed, nails sticking out everywhere, so me and my friend (who was at my house for the day) were told to keep out of the kitchen, just incase, cuz you know, we were like...13/14 at that time. So we did, but my mom needed my help to bring my dad to the couch, as he had had an accident of himself, with a nail, he had punctured his arm. So me and my friend were instructed to help him to the couch so he could lay down. Well all I remember was standing there, then the next, I was being carried by my dad to the couch, and my head hurt. Here's what had supposedly happened.
I was standing there, then I randomly fell backwards, here is what I fell on and ALMOST fell on. There was this countertop that was removed, and to hold a countertop on a few stands and drawers there has to be nails right? So there was 2 post, prob like...a little less than 2 feet apart, and each post, which were fairly high, 3-4 feet, had a nail that was sticking UP on them. I had fallen directly BETWEEN the posts. I was at an angle too, I wasn't directly straight falling through...my mom tells me that she doesn't see how I had missed both posts..
So this means that right now, I could have been dead or badly paralyzed for nearly 3 and a half years. This is why I cherish every moment that I have today, because 1 centimeter more to the right OR to the left, and I wouldn't be here, I would have been gone from this world since quite awhile.
I found out a while back that I had terminal cancer and about a year to live. I tried to kill myself by crashing my car, but it didn't work, I just got severely injured, and only then did I realize how precious life is, and that we should never take it away, but that everyone should live theirs to their fullest potential.
Now, I go around searching for people who I feel do not live their life to the fullest - drug dealers, prostitutes, corrupt officers, et cetera) - and I make them have near-death experiences as well, for only when faced with death can one realize just how precious and fragile a thing life is.
If they do not survive my little "games", I cut a piece of flesh from their shoulder in the shape of a jigsaw puzzle piece, to represent that oh-so-important piece of the human puzzle they were missing - the survival instinct.
The papers call me the "Jigsaw Killer" but I never adopted that name. To me, I am just John Kramer - a man with a mission to spread the value of life. Some call me a murderer... I despise murderers.
