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Title says it all.... I have had on of THE worst days ever.... First I got into a fight at school in which my intent in the fight was to kill. Twice I had a shot to kill but selfcontrol won over anger and hatred. Which is good. I really don't want to go to jail anytime soon.. But yeah... I DID NOT start the fight. All you need to know is that I was walking to class literally minding my own business when this kid comes up behind me and pushes me while trying to scratch my back which failed because of my thick clothes. Had he succeeded I would not be leaving this journal. Anywho. As he did that he said something but you know the moment he made contact with me I lost all sense of hearing and whipped around yelling "DON'T YOU EVER ******** TOUCH ME AGAIN!!!" He had already started running and I persued at a fast paced walk because he had been grabbed and pinned to a wall by a classmate of mine, whom I am NOT friends with but do make very little conversation with sometimes. That classmate saw me coming and stepped away from the kid who fell to the floor and as he fell that's when I saw my first chance to kill him. His head was perfectly aligned with the floor. So I lifted my foot to bring it down on a crushing blow to his head but here's where self control won over anger/hatred. I slammed my foot down on the ground behind him, advanced forward another step, turned around, kicked him in the back with incredible force. My intent to kill that time was also defeated by self control because I had originally been aiming for his head but redirected the blow at the last second. That's when I had a conflict in my head with egos. Now. For those who do not know.. Or I feel I haven't been able to tell this. I have two alter-egos. One, that is pretty much a guardian, Hope, who shows herself when I'm endangered and the other, who loves pain, death, and torture, Tyranny, who now sits and bides her time waiting for me to grow angry enough for her to break free of my mind. Well. Needless to say Tyranny managed to show herself the minute my foot made contact with the kids back. So in my head the conflict began. Tyranny fighting to stay in control and Hope battling against her power. Tyranny not wanting to waste her time receeded back into my mind and I was able to walk away before I began to go all out on the this kid and brutally murder him, which, btw, was second intent. Unfortunately, as I had kicked and made the poor baby cry he got up and came and tackled me from behind. This is where Tyranny took the time to come out again. I, that really is to say she, dropped my stuff on the floor. I turned on the kid, eyes red with fury. Now, my fighting style is all with the legs because that's where my strength lies. So I advanced on him with a series of highborn kicks to his chest, stomach, and side. And.. I hate to be sexist, especially since I'm a girl, but HE FIGHTS LIKE A FIVE YEAR OLD GIRL. Ever seen those fights where the person is running waving their arms wildly infront of them thinking they're actually fighting? That's what this kid did. And sadly he got me in the face right by my left eye. But I had pulled back so it really didn't do much damage. When he landed that though I was temporarily out of focus and had to move back away from his retarded fighting. Then, my friend Gary came and grabbed the kid pushed him against the wall and away from me. Which, if he hadn't, I would most likely not have gotten my self control back. But the second he intervened, I not collapsed or fell to my knees, I kneeled and held my head. In a sort of fetal position. And being that there was a war going on in my head I was very disoriented and breathing in screechy, raspy, wheezing, short breaths. The teachers all surrounded me picked my up. And by that time I had lost all strength and almost really did collapse because my legs had given up on me and I fell down again. They half carried half dragged me to student services sat me in a chair and from then on I calmed myself down. Now that's only half the day... But my personal life at home not school can't really be talked about so. If you're curious AND a good friend I'll tell you. But for everyone else. It's relationship problems... Not like you care. But whatever. I'm gonna go... Sleep or something... I dunno... Call me if you care...
 General Taram Lyre · Tue Oct 31, 2006 @ 12:44am · 0 Comments |
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