4 : Uncontrollable Anger

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Tristan NARRATES

It was almost time. We were still learning, but then my seatmate kept on annoying me. I want him to stop, but I can't do anything. Everytime he borrows some of my things, he dosent even return it.

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I felt really furious at him when he tells me that he wants to borrow my things. My dad did buy many useful things for school, so that's why I guess. I really wish I'd die right now. I just wanna.. kill my self because of this stupid.. hoe. After school, I went outside and saw many people walking with their parents, while I just walk alone. I took out my headphones out of my bag, got my phone and turned the Bluetooth on and used my headphones to listen to music. I like Mitski and Melanie Martinez, so I listened to their songs. Until my seatmate look at me like I was some kind of stranger. He grabbed my arm when I was about to walk away, he grabbed it really REALLY hard that it almost broke my bones. I felt so angry

Tristan: "Maximus! Let go of me!"

Maximus: "Oh, shut up Garbage. You have to apologize what you said to me earlier."

Tristan: "I, won't until you apologize to me first."

Maximus: "Why is that?"

Tristan: "You fuc- You literally throwed my bag on the front!! And then took my notebook, pencil, chair, lunchbox and snack?! Why are you doing this to me? Please, I'm begging you. Stop it. Its only the first day!" My voice was loud, I almost let out of my anger.

Maximus: "That. Is nothing bad. You're such a asshole. An scaredycat." Drops you "Fine."

Tristan: "FUCKING APOLOGIZE TO ME YOU BULLSHIT!" I let all my anger out, "ITS THE ONLY FIRST DAY AND- AND I FEEL SO ANXIOUS ALREADY. I JUST WANT THIS DAY TO BE GOOD UNTIL YOU HAD TO RUIN IT! YOU MOTHER FUCKING BITCH. IF I DONT HEAR YOUR APOLOGY TOMMOROW, THEN I WILL NEVER APOLOGIZE TOO."

I grabbed my bag aggressively, then left. Leaving everyone shocked, but I didn't mind. My head was full of rage.


A few minutes later, I returned home. I greeted Bambi then went to my room, watery eyes but managed to hold it back. Bambi knocked on my door,

Bambi: "Hello???"

Tristan: "come in."

Bambi: "Are you okay? Your eyes are watery and uh, you got some bandages on your face. That wasnt there yesterday. Is anything wrong? Also, how was your day?"

Tristan: "Oh, its nothing. And no, nothings wrong. It was.. okay. I guess. I learned many subjects and nothing much.. I'm fine."

Bambi: "Thats great to hear. Anyways, I'm about to cook soo.. yeah."

Tristan: "Alright, bye and goodluck.'



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Bambi narrates
I was cooking fish, until Dave texted that he's gonna come back soon. Wow. 2 weeks in a mental hospital??? Cool. I wonder how it feels like to be in a mental hospital. I continued to cook, after that I called Tristan to eat.

Bambi: "Also, your dad texted and said that hes going back later or sooner or maybe tommorow."

Tristan: "Really?" I gasped then.

Bambi: "Yeah!"

Tristan eyes got watery, he was about to cry but I hugged him. After eating, someone knocked on the door. It was Dave! We hugged him tightly, he hugged us back.

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