An Act Of Violence
As happy go lucky as I am today, I struggled with anger issues in middle school. I had this friend, Rebecca Johnson - she lived in Charter Oaks early on in our friendship. Later they moved over off of Garfiled. Rebecca and I were really good friends in middle school. For the life of me I cannot remember why we got in a fight one day at school. I punched her. I got sent to the principal's office and they called mom to come get me. I was in big trouble. I remember crying, being made to apologize to her - in order to not get suspended. I can remember not wanting to apologize, but I can't remember if it was because I was embarrassed or because I didn't think I was unjustified in doing it. I don't even remember what my mom did or said to me after the incident. I just remember being ashamed and feeling guilty about this, even to this day. The impact here was that I learned that it is easy to get out of control, and you cannot let anger get the best of you. It do...