The Way Pain Works

She was dead inside. Hurt from all the pain. The harsh words. The rejection. She cried all night. She cried all day. She longed for it to stop. She longed for that day. It never came. She stopped feeling. She hid her emotions. She punished everyone she knew. She laughed at their misfortune. Her eyes were full of anger. Her eyes were full of spite. She did not care for what she had become. It was her way of having fun. She could not be reasoned with. She was only hated more. But some had grown to fear her. For she had nothing to lose. The hurt and pain that made her be this way. Only happened more. She met her match in a new bully. Who questioned her authority. Who made her feel small again. Refusing to show her hurt, she struck back. She made everyone pay. She hurt everyone else in return. Everyone rebelled and fought her back. They made her feel smaller. They told her she was cruel. This victim of bullying refused to believe that she had become the very thing she hated. She was losing it. It became clear. Their words of hatred directed at her. Pushed her passed the point. She lashed back in anger. She was losing her power. She refused to become the victim again. She loved instilling fear and hurt into others. It became quite clear to everyone. This girl was in pain. She was hurt badly. She just wanted somebody to make it stop. She was dead inside. No one had ever come to her aid. So she dealt with it her way. She stopped feeling. She stopped caring. Yet the pain never did go away. Her anger turned to tears. Her weakness was now shown. She pushed everyone out of her way. She left. Tomorrow would be a brand new day. She would start somewhere new. And so, once again, she ran away.