The anger burns like a red hot swell of molten lava.
I thought I could do it. If Dagger cut me, I would have embraced the pain like I do when I fight. Putting the pain on someone else is different. I couldn't watch Lorene...Red...suffer and now Dagger knows my weakness.
The bottom line is I'll be dead tomorrow. If I'd had a gun a few minutes ago, I'd have shot Dagger and Skull both and then taken out as many Desert Crows as I could before they took me down. That's what the anger does. When it takes over and rage fills me, I need blood.
Anger management issues is what the high school counselor said in one of the many meetings my mother and I had with school officials. All I know is that something happens and I have little control when it does. I actually envied the emo girls who cut them
