Okay, I am going to say now; I have anger issues, some things I talk about might seem like no big deal to you. But I'm sure you would be just as mad as me if you saw and heard the shit that some people at my school do or say!!! When I was in sixth grade I got punched in the side of the face twice for the dumbest reason: he's always thought that I was annoying ever since he met me. So I want to get revenge on him now that I'm in 8th grade; I'm stronger, I know how easy it would be to trick him into walking into his own fear-trap, I'm a 13 year old soon to become 14 on January 20th. If I wind up in another fight in a classroom I will not hold anything back. By that I mean I WILL GRAB A CHAIR AND SWING IT AT HIM until he starts crying like I did when he punched me!!! By the way I'm a skinny kid so I don't look threatening unless I have a sharp rock or a hydro flask or a chair. I in other words need something hard to protect myself with to be able to hurt anyone I hate. This kid's name is Caution. There are other kids who are also bitchy with me and my friends, but they don't bother me nearly as much as he does. I will put fear in the hearts of everyone who's ever caused me (mental) pain! I honestly won't care if I loose any friends because I seem like a demon for what I did! It will have been worth it! These people deserve to feel my fear. I will scare them like a demon would a child! THEY'RE the ones who should be scared of ME, not the other way around! These bitches need some **** fear in their lives!!! I swear; until I've shown that I can really hurt someone (everyone thinks I can't hurt a fly, but I can hurt some of my friends so, they're STUPID) I will have everyones respect. Once I do, I won't have to worry about somebody trying to start a fight with me. During intermeurals most of the bad people go to the the square with basketball hoops (there are two squares in the intermeural space, the square with mostly good people, and the square with mostly bad people).
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The World of Anger
Short StoryIn this book I wrote about the "PROBLEMS" I have with the ******* that go to my school (classmates, **** *******). Some of you will think it's funny, some will think they're stupid, and some feel the same.