Just because I was born a fox, doesn't mean I'm bad.

How would you even know I'm up to no good? You don't even know me.

My life has never been easy, and sometimes it still isn't, even after joining the ZPD.

But I get it, sometimes there's nothing you can do to change other people's prejudiced thoughts but you can still make something of yourself. Is it discouraging? Yes. Does it make me angry? Of course.

However, for as long as I have lived, especially in a place like Zootopia, it's not so much a utopia as it is a zoo. Sometimes stereotypes have their reasons like preys being afraid of predators but it doesn't make it right.

Even my Judy, who is my sweetheart and is a rabbit, has (and nevertheless, still does) receive her share of stereotypes thrown at her. Just because she's a rabbit and small in size doesn't mean she isn't assertive or not able to beat that ass when she needs to.

Admittedly, I was guilty of prejudging other animals but it was due to incidences in my life that led me to feel that way.

When they see me, immediately they assume I'm some uneducated, scheming, project bastard ready to rob you of anything you got. Like I said, others still do until I flash that police badge and they quickly hush.

During my conning years, with my good friend Finnick, I didn't see myself necessarily as bad but since people assumed otherwise, I ran with it.

Hustling and conning were the games we played. And I don't regret it because I had to make a living some kind of way. I know what you're thinking, I could have went to college or get a job like everyone else and live a decent life. But, that's not the life for some of us.

When you're a fox, people are fearful and will throw you out of their shops without giving you the opportunity to explain yourself. And as for school? Forget about that, the teachers think you're dumb and need to be in special education and even if you pass with exceptionally great grades, they still would think you cheated.

It has happened to me so many times, I quit school by the time I was 12 and that's one of the reasons why I became a con-artist.

Great, I'm getting ahead of myself. hehe. Well, let me rewind and tell you how I came into this so-called "progressive" society. How I nearly lost myself and I how I made myself into something I'm proud to be to this day.

My story, Nick Wilde's fades them all.