I indirectly cause someone’s life to end. And I have 0 regrets.
This happened about 15 years ago and, before I moved in to Singapore. I won’t say which country I was in but it’s definitely the neighbouring country, and most like you can guess which.
Very important info for this story : I’m a snitch. Like a heavy, professional snitch. It doesn’t matter how small or insignificant it is, if it’s wrong, againts the rules or law, or simply immoral, I will snitch on you. I snitched on my friends cheating in exam, people recording in cinema, my friend cheating on his gf, etc. I never get caught, cause that’s how good I am at snitching. So I will never get those stitches. As for why I snitch? For fun. I simply feel joy seeing people’s plan got ruined for breaking the rules. It’s a guilty pleasure that I couldn’t explain.
So when I was in university, my bestfriend invited me to study together with his friends for our finals. So I agreed, but I’ve never been to his friends’ place before. When we reached there, I was shocked. They were doing drugs in their house. Ketamine, heroin, meth, you name it. I only know it cause I studied these things in my course. What’s dissapointing is that my bestfriend is involved and also doing drugs and deal with them too. I was extremely uncomfortable and dissapointed finding out about this.
I played it cool and act chill. After awhile, I pretended to have a phone call and told my bestfriend and his friends that I got to go back. They were so into the drugs that they barely even responded to me nor notice me. I went back home, took a heavy shower. And started my plan to snitch on them.
I put on some gloves to prevent my fingerprints being exposed, wrote down the address of their home, with a small note saying there’s something suspicious there, in a different writing style than mine so no one will know it’s me. Wore my medical mask, and prop glasses, went to the police station, and I pretended to give one of the police something they “dropped” behind, which was the paper I printed. Once he took it, I immediately walked away as the police got distracted reading the paper I gave. I then simply went back home and sleep.
The next day, I went for my finals but noticed my bestfriend isn’t present. Night falls, I decided to go to his house to check. But he’s not there. His parents was there and invited me inside. They told me everything that happened from last night till afternoon on that day.
Apparently police raided the house I gave the address to while they were still on drugs. They got caught, and sent to jail. I asked my bestfriend’s parents how did the police know, and they say the police “received a paper printed with the address of the house, from a stranger”. Apparently, police didn’t bother to investigate who sent that paper, they simply look at this person as a form of harmless vigilante.
But here’s what shocked me. After few days, my bestfriend’s friends got the death sentence for owning those drugs. But my bestfriend only got jail time for decades since he doesn’t own the drugs but consume it. I’m not sure about how the technicality of the laws work really. But, 3 people’s life ended, and 1 got decades of jail time, all because of me.
I regularly visited my bestfriend in jail before and he said he regretted everything about drugs. But what he doesn’t know, is that I did this to him and his friends. His parents spent so much money on some legal stuff to lower the punishment. They managed, but, it was only lowered by few years.
I still couldn’t believe that I indirectly cause someone’s life to end and made one of them stay in jail for so long. But, I have no regrets. Laws are laws. I don’t discriminate
You don’t want to get in trouble, then simply don’t break the law
Have a nice day everyone