As the title suggest, I absolutely loathe that person who made my school days feel like living a war. I still remember when he took my chocolate carton drink and spill it on me, I have to spend all day feeling sticky. FOR AN EVENT. AN EVENT! I was the only visitor on his birthday party, no matter how much I like that bastard’s mother, I still got him a gag gift. He hates dolls and pink, so I got him Barbie. I smiled so sweet and innocent, I was hoping for the time he sees the gift I got him.
One time he tripped me while in class, I punched his foot that was in front of me. After his enjoyable birthday, I promised myself to retaliate every time he bullies me. I enjoyed each every bit of retaliation.
I searched his name online, and I saw that puberty had not been kind to him. Fucking got what he deserved. He looks like that one pig character from Loony Tunes. I laughed so hard.
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