"Evil" Thoughts

A letter to explain...

Why is the world conspiring against me?

 Why does nothing ever go my way?

I could go on and on with those questions. I really wanted to kill myself or at least hurt someone, or really, some people who seriously deserved it. I don’t care if I would go to jail or anything, I was that mad and angry at the world.

Standardized testing was going on the week and I couldn’t think of anything as bad or worse than those stupid little tests that they give us. I say it over and over, the government isn’t doing anything right, and if they are, they are not doing enough. Stupid people complain about the wrong things. Taxes are inevitable. There is nowhere where there aren’t any taxes.  That’s just one of the thousands of things the Government is doing.

Then there’s the fact that when I was a swim practice, and no human being was home, my dogs decided to get loose. Some lady decides to antagonize one of them, and the other nipped her. Guess what? Is she punished for antagonizing a dog? No. My dog is put in Doggie Jail for ten days and might be put down for a single nip that didn’t even break skin, nor the clothes she was wearing. I sincerely hate, with all my being and everything left I still hold dear, animalphobic people, especially when they could have just put them back in their place or simply called to let the owners know. Yes people on Catfish, I’m talking to you.

Then there’s the really sensitive issue about Rainbow. This girls’ organization is not all good. Do not get fooled. There are bad people in power, and they should be removed and revoked all privileges and not allowed within two hundred feet of me or my friends. Stupid, power-hungry people should be locked up for destroying a perfectly harmonious assembly such as Melrose.

And with that said, if someone finds me dead, now you know why. If not, well, this might have been enough. I still wish that I can seriously inflict their punishment like the stories by Edgar Allen Poe, but I will try not to. The urge is still strong, but I am still fighting, and I’ll fight it until the end of my days.

 

If this is found, I’m sorry.

Lizzie