There I was lying in a pile of dirt and sweat and maybe a little blood. That same day I had raised my voice at a former teacher (crappy teacher). she was saying "oh it's good to see a former student that I help grow." I grind my teeth and a sense of rage came over me. I told her "I hated you back then you taught me nothing and all you worried about was the color of my skin never giving me a chance." She stood silent amazed I even said that, the people around her even more amazed. She looked around and before she could think of anything I continued my rant "I'm not done yet." I stared her in the eyes said "I wouldn't even care about that, people will try to make assumptions about me and I live with that." "but one day I was in the library for an hour after school let out, resting and just doing school work." "You came in and told me I had to leave." she looks around still amazed that I'm saying all this to her. I continued my little speech. "That day I had to busted legs, right leg was was in pain for some reason and my left had a sprang ankle." I made sure to stare her in the eyes for my last part and said " I stared you in the eyes that day just like I am now and you did nothing." "It was written all over my face, even in the way I walked you knew I was in pain and you did nothing, so that day I walked in the rain with to busted legs and the painful lesson that I SHOULDN'T expect people to help me." "From that day on I hated you."............ .....I thought about that conversation as I lay there my legs hurt again and it's raining. The whole time down there on the ground I could only think about no one is coming to help me. I wanted to say help. I wanted to cry a little because I knew no one was coming to help me. It was my fault really I over worked myself (training in the forest) I did the one thing that I was good at and just did it just because I didn't know how to do anything else back then. That day ended with me getting up and going home an hour later.
The video that made me remember that a dark day and one character that represents me so well that day. king bradely
b.l.Tiger · Fri Sep 03, 2010 @ 11:03am · 0 Comments |