growing up wasn't as easy for me as it was for other children, I was 13 years old when that all happened, name calling, abused, yelled at, and much more. One time I even got stabbed by one of the girls, Mia did it.
Enzo was a kind friend of mine who helped me when he found me lying on the side of humo lake, bleeding and in pain. Those girls will pay for what they did , sadly, enzo moved to America 8 years ago ( I'm 23 now) so I've been lonely since then.
I wish he would come back
I decided to take a long walk against that river again, to remind myself of how much of a great friend I had.
"Hey loser remember us!"
oh no, it was yuah Mia and the others
"Yeah I REMEBER you quite well, the fucking bitches who almost killed me, how could I not!"
again, biggest regret. I seriously need to stop yelling at them.
next second they stomped up to me...
No, didn't get yelled at or abused , just stares. "You realise enzo died right?"
"No that's not true I talk to him all the time!"
a tear fell down my face as the cold breeze passed me.
"He died, we killed him"
anger was about to beat the living fuck out of them.
I knew they where kidding tho, because they would never joke about that. Or would they?
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Horroryou may think bullying children at a young age seems fun, but it's not great when they memorise your name your address and much more, you end bullying a child until they come so depressed they get revenge. You end up reuniting with your friend after...
