 What didn't William get accused of as a young boy?
The first thing I can remember, the start of all this, was when I was four or five somebody was soiling my bed for me. For punishment, he locked me in a windowless room and told me to sit still until he came back. Being four or five, I didn't know any better, so I thought Dad made it dark to add to my punishment. Because they were real, I talked about them as if they were real, and I almost earned a bunk in the home for retarded children until I got smart enough to keep the beasts to myself. My mother and father must have been glad when I was sent away to reform school after my thirteenth birthday party, the one
 stealing from his parents
 lying to his parents  wetting the bed  calling his mother names  stealing from his parents