People think my life is happy and prosperous, but it's not. My life is that bad, my family often fights, my father likes to beat me and my mother, and my mother likes to curse me. I suffered a lot, because since childhood I never got proper love. I took it all out by bullying people at school, I was actually very stressed, about my family, my school and all! My stupid family was so strict with me, wanting me to be what they wanted me to be. I was suffering so much, the only way I could vent my anger was by bullying. One day, I was walking down the corridor daydreaming while my friends were chatting happily about the upcoming big basketball competition. But suddenly a girl bumped into me because she was running, I hissed and stared at her sharply.

Hey, idiot. Do you have fucking eyes? You better watch where you're going. Do you want me to finish you off here? You're making my damn mood worse. I said sharply and firmly, while pulling hard on the school uniform of the girl who was scared and trembling