1She said my twin was a slut, a whore. You wanna know what I did? Usually someone would tell you to ignore it, but this is something has has built up since I was in year 3. That was when I first saw this girl. The first argument we got into was when she stole my birthday money at my birthday party. Then it came to teasing, and bullying and then she decided to push me down concrete stairs.2
At first I was too scared to fight back, my mum always said, "Never fight back, it makes you just as bad as them," So I did what my mum said, and I ignored it. Until she started at my sisters, I can handle things being said about me. I can handle me being pushed, but as soon as it gets my sisters involved, I turn into an absolute maniac.3
The day stared like this, it was about 8:45am.4
"Hello Brooke hows ya slut of a sister going, still finding joy in whoring around?" She would do that head bob, it was so arrogant. I noticed her actions first, then he words came spilling to me. It was like the last straw that broke the camels back or when a tsunami hits land. I remember telling myself, "Keep calm, forget her. She isn't worth the trouble." I don't know why but at that moment I imagined that girl yelling in my sisters face, and then she hit my sister. So I decided to forget rules, ignore my mum and shut this girls mouth for good. One more insult and that would be the end of her.5
"Not so good, can you come here for a second?" Internally I was pretty nervous, it was like your first kiss. Heart beat gets faster and your hands sweat. You can't actually think clearly because you don't want to screw up.6
"What do ya want, you big fat cow?" SNAP! that's it, everything over the years came in a massive flash back. I thought of how I felt when she stole my money then denied it, I though of how she stole my sharpener and broke it in front of my face. Then I though how she stole my happiness by, insulting my sisters. She's dead meat.7
"Your head," The look on her face was something to describe as shock and misunderstanding. When I grabbed onto the sides of her head, I think she understood why I was going to hurt her. Maybe she was in shock and frozen on the spot, I didn't care because she could never hurt my sisters, or me ever again.8
"Wait, Wha.........AAAAAAAAAAAARRGHHHH!!!" Her scream was so high pitched I swear it burst my ear drums. But I think that annoyed me more, and then I got more angry. I didn't stop to think of what I was doing, it was like scratching a mosquito bite, it's great at first but it hurts once you scratch the skin off.9
"I feeling great now, thank you for asking. You should put some ice on the building, it might have got hurt with your thick skull," I couldn't believe I was paying this girl out, she was on the fricken floor with a cut on her forehead, and I just make a massive movie line insult. If only it was a movie, maybe that girl would have been a stunt double and she could have gotten up and switched with the real actor, but I know for a fact. Life isn't a movie.10
Seeing her on the ground holding onto her head, made me feel sorry for her but I never helped her up. But I did go to the nearest teacher and told them, "I grabbed this girls head and slammed her a few times into the corner of that building," I even pointed at which one it was. I thought that was nice on my part.11
I know what I did was wrong and I shouldn't have done it but I swear it was better than an ice-cold drink on a hot day. Stuff the heartburn medication, just send someone's head into a building. May have some side affects, if misused may cause suspension.
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