Danny was a young boy who didn't see much of the world outside his school and neighborhood, but he truly and earnestly believed that it must be a wonderful place if so many people chose to stay alive and that his father must've been an exception.

Danny loved to wake up early, before anyone he knew. He enjoyed going outside, looking for and observing the still sleeping and shivering homeless people near his area. He would smile innocently and think to himself that grown-ups need to be more nice, like him, and that he was lucky to be born to his family and not to some junky mommy and daddy. But, that must be the world doing him good. There's still good in the world after all, he thought with a deep grin on his face.

At school, Danny loved to surround himself with kids less fortunate than him: kids who constantly get bullied and picked on, kids who are poor, and the like. At lunch, he gathers them around in a table, jokes with them, keeps the baddies away, and even pays for the meals sometimes.

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He was better than them, so he should help. That's the right thing to do, he thought.

When he comes home he locks himself in his room and watches gruesome and gory videos of innocent people getting murdered and tortured in the most creative ways. He did so in order to reconfirm his belief that there's still a lot of evil in the world, and not enough good people, like him.

While the screams of an innocent child getting the meat of his hand removed with a nail clipper echoes in the room, he innocently smiles in pure self-satisfaction at the fact that he'll never do anything of the sort because he's good, a really good boy.