The Second Side of the Story

Incident 1

The first incident for my parents to hate me was that Monday. I had just got people to leave me alone about the rumors and shit. I couldn't believe it when it happened. Between us I laughed about it on the inside. What happened that was so funny? I punched her. I didn't do it for the hell of it, though that would be as equally fun. She had been teasing me all day. "Oh look, if it isn't the failure in the family!" "Hey loser, where's your dork squad?" "Outsiders like you don't belong here in this school. Only normal people she be here." The last straw was drawn in during the free period we had. She walked up to me and pushed me saying, " Hey freak, the circus is that way. You did always say you wanted to work in one." Her laughter was silenced by a punch coming across her face. She instantly fell to the ground out cold. I stood above her and her petty squad. I bent down to her ear and whispered, "Don't talk shit if you can't handle the consequences." I walked away after that. Later on she ended up telling my parents, the proof was the black eye and busted lip. I tried to explain about why I hit her and they didn't believe me. I was grounded for a week. That's only the middle of the iceberg that begin to crack. I was going to explode one day, and that day was coming.