So, hey, this might not be as extreme as others, but…. bleh :P
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There was this one girl, we’re gonna call her J, she was pretty awful, she would tease me everyday, tell me I wasn’t smart, took my stuff, get me in trouble, blah blah blah 😒
One day I got fed up and I decided I would do something, but I just didn’t know, until one day, I saw her put in her locker combination, and then I got an idea 💡
Everyday I would secretly watch her put in her locker combination and memorize it, until I finally knew it by heart.
At that time, we had to share lockers with others, keep that in mind.
So, my plan, I decided I would just mess up her locker and get her and her locker partner to argue and blame each other. At the end of school, I made sure no one would unexpectedly show up in the hallway, I opened up J’s locker, and did just what I would say I did, messed the whole place up.
Just when I thought I was done, I found a tube of lipstick, perfect peachy lipstick, and, oh, that day, I found my artistic talent.
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”What is wrong with you! Why would you do this?!”
”I didn’t do anything!”
”You think I’d believe you?! You’re literally my locker partner! No one can get in here except for you and me!”
”I’m telling you, I didn’t do it! I’m sure you’re just doing this to blame it all on me!”
”You know what?! We’re not friends anymore! I hate you!”
”Well, at least I’m not as stupid like you!”
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Everything went just as planned, J and her partner were screaming at each other, red blotchy faces and lotsa tears.
They were torn apart and couldn’t even stand looking at each other, I couldn’t have felt more satisfied.
After witnessing their whole endeavour, I went on with my day as normal, just with a bit more prep in my step, but, as I continued going on with my day, the guilt started to eat at me, a lot.
It even got so bad that I had to excuse myself to the washroom and cry, just straight up guilt running down my face.
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“What is wrong with me?!”
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So, yeah, J and her friend eventually became friends again (with my help) <~Which also made me feel better.
I’m more mature now, and I would also like for my experience to kept only in this contest, so no sharing with others, okay? (There’s also a chance I might delete this when the contest is over)
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I’ve also punched and fought a few people in the past…
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