Judge-less

For starters...

"OWWW DONT BE SO HARSH!" I yelled at my brother while he was removing my cast.

"You legit have no names on this, only one from me, and one from the doctor". He laughed.

"Are you that much of a loser?"

"Shaaat up it was summer I stayed home all day so I didn't meet much people, ok?" I explained

"Sure" he scoffed

Why do some people have to be so judgmental. I've encountered people in my life who are just so judgmental they would make fun of you for every little thing, it's so annoying.

Like I would spell "maybe" like "mabye" and they would be like, "woooooow you don't know how to spell, I didn't know you were that stupid."

Haha so funny why do you care about how I spell my stuff?

When I was little their was this boy who always made fun of me for every little thing.

I was too small to climb on the swing so he would make fun of me saying I can't even climb a swing. But one day, I some how managed to climb it. I felt so amazing, Like I'm the coolest person ever now that I can finally climb the swing. 

"ha ha you can climb the swing, but you can't ride it, your so lame"

ugh

One thing I learned about people is that all humans love to see other people in pain.

It weird, like if someone falls, then the people around would laugh. And if someone is in pain or embarrassment from a prank, then everybody finds it funny. That's why I like to categorize everybody as sadists. Seeking for other people's pain.

But when someone is in serious pain, so much pain that they cry, then they don't think it's funny. They start to feel bad. They don't want them in pain anymore.  They wish they can help. This trait is called sympathy.

Some people lack this trait. And refuse to feel bad about anything that happens that doesn't effect them. Those people are called

psychopath.
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Today is first day of highschool.

I walked across the hall full of kids who I recognize, and kids who recognize me. And kids who judge other kids. And kids who are being judged.

Typical?

Well...except for the fact that someone is on the ground, bleeding with a dark purple-ish black eye.

Constantly being kicked by the so called "jock" of the school and so called "friends" that follow him around pointlessly.

Your causing a kid to scream in pain and give little to no care about it?

Yup, definitely a psychopath.

The poor kid's in pain, probably thinking about how he wishes everything could just stop.  Begging his pain to be over. 

You know what's even worse?

The people passing by at lightning speed and ignoring, fearing that they will become a victim.

Every man to himself.

retards.

"Yo what the hells your problem? leave that kid alone!" I yelled at the "jock".

He turned and looked at me as if I had a death wish. No, everybody turned and looked at me as if I had a death wish.

"What's my problem? My problem is that this bitch didn't bring any money for me to steel." he said as he walked toward me.

He towered above me, "And what does this small cute girl want with me?" he clenched his fist cracking his knuckles.

Everybody was staring at me waiting for me to do something.

So I did what was right. I kicked him right in the balls as hard as I can.

"I think my toenail broke" I mumbled as I headed over to the first class of the day.
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