Chapter Eleven~ More Snapping
I'm the victim.
I'm the one crying.
I'm the one getting punched and knocked out.
I'm the one in pain.
I'm the one suffering.
But I put on a smile and hide my tears. I wouldn't want to cause you anymore harm.
I wouldn't want to cause anymore trouble.
But always remember. I. Am. The. Victim. I was the one being assaulted. And you still scream at me. I was mad. That's an emotion.
Angry
Sad
Mad
Upset
Jealous
Yet you yelled at me. You scream in my face.
You were mad at me.
You yelled at me because I lost a friend.
That may not seem like a big deal but I have four friends. I had four friends.
And I've lost one. And now probably another one. And who know a third maybe too. They were all in the same friend group, so it wouldn't surprise me.
But one of those friends is the girl.
That girl.
The one I mentioned previously.
The one that doubted herself.
The one that I love.
And I still love her. We may no longer be friends but I will still love her.
And I'm sorry for being upset.
I'm sorry for being sensitive.
I'm sorry for not always wanting to be your friend.
I'm sorry.
I hope you'll understand one day,
This is to my mother.
For always making a situation where I'm the victim, into a situation where I'm the one guilty.
Snap.
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