Reincarnation. Book 1.

Part 5. Revenge.

You gain strength, courage and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. You must do the thing which you think you cannot do. I wanted to go back to school but I was scared for so many years because I was repeatedly told I wasn't smart enough. I couldn't handle the pressure but I was. All along. I just needed to believe in myself.

The first school year, I was an extern student. That meant I wasn't officially in the school, simply apart of it. They wanted me to prove that I can do it. That I'm strong and smart enough to handle it all. Plus the younger classmates and our get along. They didn't have much faith in me, especially my teachers, the main three, Mario, Peter and George. The only one who had my back and supported me, was the headmaster, Marco.

In November, I got a new job at the Supermarket. Full-time. I still had bills to pay, I didn't have my parents roof over my head and Anders still didn't support me. I was out of options on how to prove him, that I can handle it all. I remember when one of my classmates asked me, how I am coping and handling all of this, he was "concerned" because I missed school a lot based on my work. I laughed at his "concern" because it was hilarious. They are in school every day and still get bad grades, I'm here only two-three times a week and have better grades than them.

It wasn't easy though. I didn't have much courage and support from my friends or family, a lot of them laughed me out when they heard I went back to school and study cars. I still kept on going. Every day for the past year, my schedule looked like this, - I woke up at 6 am, 7.30 had to take my daughter to the kindergarten, at 8.30 school started, 13.00 I had to be at work, 23.00 got home and studied until 2-3 am in the morning. Weekends were a little bit lighter, but those days I was with my daughter or at the firm with Anders.

I got new friends too, my classmates Marek and Diane plus Reed, my co-worker. When I think about my past, there was always some kind of an insistent with a new person I met, and often I ended up protecting them. With Marek, it was no different. The thing is when it comes to bullies, I despise them from the bottom of my heart because I used to be one of them who got bullied since I was in kindergarten and based on that, I am very protective of people who have the same faith.

Marek was different than my other classmates, he was a really smart guy, a nerd. Someone who I never imagined to be friends with. We had a few "cool" kids in the class and they kept picking on him since the day one but the guilt couldn't let me watch until the things go worse. It was recess and the whole class was waiting for the next session when Karmo our "class leader" got bored and started to pick on Marek and nobody did anything, not even the teachers when they walked by. Finally, I had enough when he pushed Marek against the wall.

I grabbed Karmo by his blouse and pushed him against the door face first and hold him down.
"If I see You bugging him or anybody else one more time, I will beat the living life out of you that your gonna end up crying for mommy, am I understood!?" I hissed at him. "And this goes for everyone, if I see any bullying again, you will answer to me, got it!?" That day I got my respect and made a clear statement. Nobody is getting bullied on my watch. Marek and I didn't become friends immediately, not until he finally got the courage to ask me why I protected him. And I explained everything, how it started and where it ended. Turns out he wanted to talk to me from day one but he was scared of me.

Based on years of getting bullied, physically, verbally, mentally, emotionally. I turned out to be a really angry and troubled person from a young age. In one school I got beaten up every day by my classmate Anne, in the library plus in the dorms, my own roommate tried to kill me, literally. One morning I don't know how many lemon air fresheners she used but enough for me not to wake up and I ended up in a hospital, thanks to the dorm security.