I walk up to the button and clench my fists, it mocks me like I am a mere dog. I gently put my hand on the button and let out a sigh as it echoes through these cold cobblestone walls, I remember the fight's that have now passed hoping everything would end, "I really am a villian, aren't I?" I question myself as I pull my jacket down the fur on the side touch my neck as I feel tears roll down my skin. I run to the wall, the slight air acting as wind like in a field, I raise my hand up and put it into a fist punching the cobblestone until my hand starts to bleed, I look at it remembering, 'the wars, my home, my friends, everything taken by a STUPID GOAT!' I fall on my Knees covering my face with my hands and sob, "GOD DAMNIT! I CAN NEVER BE HAPPY CAN I?" I yell as The tears I once cried dry up after so long of crying. I stand up and turn my head right to see Tommy, "Wilbur." He says in a worried tone, "O-oh hello Tommy!". You can hear the pain in my voice, "You alright?" he walks over to me putting his hand on my shoulder, I put on a fake smile, like a mask covering up my true emotions but I couldn't hold it in for not even a minute, I cry again hugging tommy, "Tommy I've gone crazy over a stupid election, I-I I can't do this!". I scream into Tommy's shirt, "Why does this happen to US! WHY CAN'T THIS HAPPEN TO SOMEONE ELSE, WHY WERE WE PICKED TO SUFFER IN THIS, HELL!?". He hugs me back not knowing what to do, "It's ok Wilbur, I feel the same pain as you but, this isn't the way to end it, so please let's go to Phil and just sort this all out, ok?". I nod my head and we walk out of what we now call Manburg. Tommy and I walk to Phil's house my eyes still red from crying, it was windy, Phil looked at us and ran to us, "What happened ?". He asks while my hand still bleeding and him putting my palm on his look at the soon to be scar and grabs a bandage, "Long story". I reply hoping for no more questions, I've been through a lot for these past months I wait until my hand is bandaged and run off to my room. When I'm there I look at my plans to blow up Manburg and end it all. I chuckle, "This will be a BALL".
