you were seven when your mom was killed because she protected you. seven. she was stabbed by your dad because she wouldn't pay him. crazy, right? you stayed away from boys because you were so scared you would and up like her. you had a enemy who would bully you constantly. you didn't cry, nor did you show emotion. you just bit your lip and hope it would all end soon. would it end?

on October, 7th, the day your mom was born and her birthday. you cried silently as you ate your lunch outside. your enemy was walking by, with his friends when he saw you • he wanted to go make fun of you but stopped. why did he stop? he should have made fun of you for being a crybaby. he should have hit you or kicked you for even eating your lunch. but.. he just stood there looking at you cry. it was like his body wouldn't move at all.