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Old Folks Home Bully
old folk’s home bully s/he’d been teased, spit on, beat up, insulted, laughed at & sent home crying on many an occasion, all through elementary school & when the hormones kicked in during high school, she saw even more turmoil as her/his friends drove the stake in further ridiculing her/his class status, her/his skin color, ethnicity, etc., etc., etc.--- bored teenagers made her/his life hell & secretly, s/he kept away her/his revenge all bottled up inside, waiting & during its hibernation, growing like the most threatening of cancers--- s/he finally was able to leave that bubbling cesspool of a small town, with all the bullies fading in her/his wake & while they forgot all about her/him, s/he remembered every little detail, her/his hate brooding within, buying her/his time. the years went by, as the years do & s/he returned to the little town where s/he had grown up & where s/he’d been teased all those years ago, now an older person, with a good hunk of change in the bank, s/he enlisted in a home, where s/he’d heard that some of those same people who’d treated her like *****way back when, now resided. having spent many years at the gym & dieting well, taking self-defense courses, etc., s/he was primed & ready to take out those few years of teasing within the crucial teenage time, out on those very people who’d done it, but who now, so old & fragile, could barely get up the energy to scream--- so s/he tormented them day & night, while they withered away & died, one by one, having spent their last moments wandering in a proverbial “hell,” which came to them via someone they shouldn’t have ****ed with so very many years ago.
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