Because if you see me, you'd best do what I ask. I am not one to be trifled with.
I don't like anyone or anybody. Only certain ones; most people, though, are on my hit list. Doesn't matter if they're tall or short, skinny or fat, brown, yellow, tan, red, or white, disabled or not disabled: as long as I can find something to heckle them about, I will do so ... and nobody had better stop me!
I am sick and tired of people trying to take advantage of me just because I'm older than most kids in my grade. Okay, okay, I'm not the best student; wanna make something out of it?? I'm also sick and tired of being told I can't do something; I'll do anything I damn well please!!
Ever since I've moved to this city, people have told me how to act, how to dress, even how to think. Maybe that's all in good, but what if I don't want to conform to society's wishes?? What if I want to do what I want, when I want, how I want??
I have a problem with people not doing what I ask, be it giving me their lunch money, sticking their tongue on a metal pole when it's freezing-cold out, knocking a kid's books or lunch from their hands, breaking a kid's glasses, or calling them names, names like "retard", "dummy", "four-eyes", "geek", or whatever. If I feel like making someone's life miserable, so be it. I live for the power being mean gives me!!
Yeah, yeah, I have problems, serious problems. Maybe that's why I act so mean, so I can forget about them for a little while. Dad run off with a prostitute that was 30 years younger than he was, mom doesn't give a rip about us kids because she's always in an alcoholic fog, and we're often left by ourselves anyway. (I'm the one who usually has to watch over the younger brats.) I hate my life, so I figure if I'm miserable, then I might as well make everyone else's life the same.
Ever since I became this way, I've felt better about myself because I can dump my anger out on an unsuspecting person. I don't have to think about what my own life is like, and I see nothing wrong with letting out a little aggression out once in a while.
So a fair word of warning: if you see me, dressed in my leather bomber jacket, tight stone-washed jeans, brown brogans, or my slicked-back back pompadour (think Elvis Presley in his younger days), then you'd best hide your tail because I will find you. I'm meaner'n a junk yard dog and I am not afraid to hunt you down!!
Fear me. You have been warned one last time. FEAR ME.
This gives incite into the mind of some one who definately needs help. Anger has to come out some way and unfortunately some one pays a price.. HOPE HE CAN GET Some much needed counseling...M
He may have problems, and he may have had a rough childhood but when some innocent child ends up in a wheelchair for life or something worst happens well people still be so sympathetic.
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" ... I have problems, serious problems. Maybe that's why I act so mean, so I can forget about them for a little while. Dad ran off with a prostitute that was 30 years younger than he was, mom doesn't give a rip about us kids because she's always in an alcoholic fog, and we're often left by ourselves anyway. (I'm the one usually who has to watch over the younger brats.) I hate my life, so I figure if I'm miserable, I then I might as well make everyone else's life the same. ..."
Right there: the source of his problem. Anger. He's taking it out on everyone else around him. If he can't be happy, by gar, no one else is going to be, either.
A powerfully penned heartbreaker, Karen. No child should ever have to feel inferior and then bully his way through life to make him feel superior.
Bully? I don't think so. There is a hurtin', scared little boy under the tough guy exterior, who only wants to be loved ...
No, I wouldn't fear him I would instead pray for him and his family and see the goodness in him. I see one plus. Maybe he is creative in something. If he wants to do his own thing- he can do that is art, music, writing, etc. Someone could pick up on that and he could deal with his problems in a much more healthy way. Oh you know- it's the social worker in me. Great story!
With Love,
Cindy
WEIRD RHODY is a short story collection featuring five strange tales all set in Rhode Island and written by five Rhode Island authors. The anthology is a tribute to H.P. Lovecraft, the Ocean State's famed author of pulp horror.
