If all set aside our fears about one another, wouldn’t we have more in common? Even, the bad guys have families. Most people believe in God, Gods and Goddesses, or a higher power. Even, Science says, we’re not alone. There are numerous stars, planets, and people.
My first year of college, I used to wonder if the bullies and I liked the same music, why we couldn’t get along. The first real boyfriend, I told him “No one could love you but, a tree. You need someone who will stay in one place, grow in one place.” Nevertheless, he wasn’t ready for a writer girlfriend. No matter how many times, he beat me emotionally and physically: I came back for more. I was a tortured soul. He had cheat, lie, and leave me. I remind shell shocked around him, an anger and fear builds up inside. Some people are friends with their exes. I taught him good music. Without me, he’d still be playing “Eye of the Tiger” on repeat. I’m now with a guy that’s more of a kitten(emotionally). Tigers great until, you take them home and they’re angry in bed. Kittens are soft and cuddle, and finish The Beatles song, you had in your head.
There was a big redhead girl who showed me up every 8th grade Science Class. I was tiny (some might say, “still am”). She babysat for my friend’s little sisters, even though, everybody knew she was too young. She made me feel weird, ever since, she picked me up at Halloween Social (“kiddie prom”). She liked my Little Sister more than, I liked my Little Sister. I once told people, my Sister was an escape Santa’s elf with pointed ears. The big redhead girl was only scary because of her size. She never hurt me but, I was afraid to stand too close. She seemed taller than, my Mom (the tallest woman in the world, I knew) and bigger than, any other kid. I could have gave her a chance to be my friend but, I never did. She moved before, I ever said, a nice word to her.
