There was a time in elementary school when I was a spazstic, I'm not going to lie. I was a rather hyper kid and I would often get into trouble for playing a little too rough with the other kids, usually resulting in them getting hurt. This was a terrible time in my life that I set a new standard for living. From that point on, I would no longer be that crazy kid in English class.
In middle school, I kept to myself. I tried not to stand out from the crowd, I was just trying to keep my temper down, not making any fights are getting anyone hurt. This continued until today.
Today, something happened that could possibly be the most maddening and brain splitting thing that has ever caused me to think before, which proceeded an event that happened yesterday.
Today, Chris Killian in fourth period stole my MiniDisc player. Blatenly lieing to my face when I asked him if he knew where it was and he said "No." No, just like that. And as class ended, a good friend of mine (Ray Arnold) comes up to me and says, "Chris has it, Max. It's in his backpack pocket." And I turned to watch Chris Killian walk out of class, laughing and carefree.
I want to rip the limbs off of his body, one-by-one.
A weird rage filled within me, nothing like before. I had had bad experiences with class mates before, but when some one steals something of such value and then lies about it, you just want to rip out their neck. I hope I get that disc player back, since it technically isn't mine.
So what should I do? Go back to ways of the spaz and rip him a new one; Or continue to be this quiet kid in the back of the class that doesn't to anything about anything? And on top of this, what should the consequences be for Chris Killian? I want to beat him. I want him to feel pain for all the sorrow he hath caused, and not just me. I know plenty of others that have been on the recieving end of one of his marijauna induced abusings. Take for example Steph of last years social studies classes. Chris called her the "Trash-can". I must admit, there were no grounds for that. She never said one thing to Chris or the rest of the class that would be the least bit offenable, but still, being the shallow hole that he his, Chris continued to call her the trash-can.
And on top of all that, Chris smokes marijuana every single day. He brags about it. He's a druggy and proud. I hate that. People that do drugs are wasting their lives, and it should stop. But you can't reverse 10,000 years of human nature. People will still do it, even it if there is a crack-down on all of the drug suppliers in the world, people will find a way. They always do.
The rage for the last 6 years has been building up. Oh yes, some one will feel my fury. And the list is narrowing down. | 
