BANG! SLAP!

Ever since I was little, I was constantly bullied. Whether it was my hair, or my clothes, or my calm manner, I wasn’t aware of the trigger. It was like a pack of rabid wolfs targeting a small dog that wasn’t afraid of death. The older I got, the older the bullies got. The older they got, the more dangerous they got. One time, in my second year of junior high, they brought a knife to ...

She thought he wanted a divorce. She felt like he was sending her all the signals that they don’t belong with each other. When they were watching a show about a happy couple and he muttered, “At least they have a happy marriage”. Sometimes he would go to hold he hand or put a hand on his back and he would walk away without a word. He was also very short with her, and less affectionate.

One day sh...

Mr. And Mrs. Moore locked themselves away from the rest of us. The little Miller boys ran away. Mrs. Gilmore ate her husbands ashes, bless her soul. Hillary and Gregory folded themselves over, probably gone off to God. Me you ask? Well I’ve been harassed. Abused. Yelled at. Called names. They don’t believe me and it’s killing me. I feel my anger roar like a raging fire, clawing at my skin. I had n...