The Difference

You are at a crowded  subway station, about to get on the subway car that just barely pulled up. As in most stations there are signs posted above the terminals saying 'watch out for pickpockets'. You check for your wallet and phone just to make sure they are still there. They are. Good.  You get on the car and the subway starts to move. There is a person standing right next to you, with their back towards you. You try to see their face but a hat is all that you can see. The person presses against you as the car moves along, you don't think anything of it since you've been on a subway before and this happens all the time. You pull up to the next station ready at the door to get off and be on your way. Someone shoves you from behind and you yell out a mean "Hey!!", only to hear a mumbled "Sorry" as the person with the hat slides out of the car. You go on with your day, going to work, running errands, and socializing. You decide to stop at a pizza place for lunch. You order a large cheese pizza with bacon and sausage on it. Your total comes to $6.70. You reach to grab your wallet and  feel........nothing. The people behind you in line groan as you scramble to find something to pay for the pizza. again you find NOTHING. You don't know what has happened. You are not sure whether it was a pickpocket, or plain carelessness, that cost you your money.

I'm sorry to tell you, it was a pickpocket. That lucky sap with talent just got away with $12.68, your driver's license, your school ID, and your random assortment of receipts.

that guy is just like me.
I am a Thief.
I don't deny it because it is just a natural part of me.

I am the pick pocket and all of you are my marks. Most thieves travel in groups and work together, i work alone. I see you around and on your blogs and through sleight of hand I rifle through your wallet and personal belongings.
Except there is one difference between me and him.
I only take words.

You, like everyone else I have stolen from doesn't realize it, until later. I have learned how important they are and since I have none of my own I steal yours. I am a Kleptomaniac when it comes to words and phrases. I know it's a problem...I just haven't come to find my own words yet. I never know what to say. If you met me in the real world and tried to have a conversation with me, it would fail. Because I have no words of my own. That's why I steal yours.

-Alec Hardison