Have you ever felt like your blind, you know when your parents or friends tell you get something that's plain in sight yet for some reason you don't see it till someone points it out? Well that was my life, and this is hard for someone who used to be mean to say, but I wish I could take it all back, every mean comment and harsh words, all the scars and bruises I left on they're form, I wish I could take all of that back. Then maybe, just maybe, u would still be able to see all of those seeable things once again, and I think the worst part is that I remember how it happened.
I remember beating the shit out of the new kid, I think his name was Dan or something(Grammar bitch👎😢😠) Dan a was has thin has a stick but was as squishy as a stress ball. After I was done beating the crap out of hi, he said " You'll pay, oh trust me you'll pay" back then all I did was laugh it off, but oh how i wish I would have listened. That night I was laying in bed, my fighting parents voices boomed through my walls, it was as if they would never stop fighting, yet I could still sleep and that's just what I did.
The next morning, I couldn't see a thing, there was no morning sunrise tint in my room, there was only black, no other colors once so ever. I screamed at the top of my lungs, i soon heard my parents running footsteps thumping down the hall, I heard them booth scream.
So next time you say a harsh word or comment to someone, think about what they see through they're eyes, cause all Dan saw in me was a dump asshole who couldn't keep his emotions in check.
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