Memories

*walks into the room and stops in the middle*

"You think you know about humilliation? You don't. Maybe you know a thing or two, I don't know. Whatever. But I can tell you something. Humilliation is a weapon. A weapon some people use to take down people they don't like or the ones they envy or even the ones they see as weak. I've felt it. I was the target of these people for years. And I suffered in silence. Why? Because I didn't want others to worry about me. And every time I tried to fight back, I only made thngs worse. I was a kid, I didn't know any better. But the worst was the anger I've biult up within. The anger that makes one wish for a demented and twisted revenge aganist those that hurt others just because it's fun. I planed to kill some of these bullies. I even planed to kill myself and put an end to it. But I'm still here. Me and the emotional scars. Scars that will never heal, no matter what. I don't even know why I'm sharing this with you guys. Maybe it's just something I had to let out. And thanks for listening.

*steps out of the room, closing the door*