It’s been going on for too long now. I just can’t help
myself. It’s like I don’t know who I am half the time, maybe I need help? Or
maybe I just need to find a way to resolve this “problem”. You see, I think
I've inherited it from my father. He may have died like a hero but I had always
despised him. The way that he would lie to my mother, the way he would go to
beat my mother when he got mad. I hated him but he saved my life. One thing
that really gets under my skin is that Spencer, my one true friend never takes
my side, never backs me up in an argument, just sits there and watches me crash
and burn. I've always taken his side, even if he’s in the wrong; I've always
stuck by him. And the other day when he told me to back off from Ruby. She
deserves a whole lot worse than what I was going to do, hell I’d push her off
the top of the base if I could. And as for Spencer, I have nothing but the most
disrespect for him, pure hatred. He’s
supposed to be my best friend, not some cocky, arrogant person who never defends
me. I will come back and I will make sure they know who the real leader is.
Nothing will stop me.
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