Dear Diary - Attacker

Entry 1st February 2010:

Oh what a day it's been... I failed my Maths test. 26%. Is that even possible? I'm pretty sure I only got marks for writing my name! I got the lowest score in the year, leave alone the class! I was laughed at by the teacher and the students. Nerds. They all have no lives and I know i'm still better then them. Anyway, one guy, Mark, got 99%. He made a huge show of mock sorrow that he didn't get that 1% more. He's just mocking me, and he was asking for a hard punch in the face. I didn't deny him of what he deserved, and I got James to beat him up after school. Boy, it felt good! He finally got what he deserved! Everyone was looking upon me as if I was a hero, an idol that should be followed. We should teach those who get everything for free a lesson, and the hard way if we must. Why should the Nerds get so much credit? He won like 3 awards in the awards ceremony last year, for what? NOTHING! He doesn't even try! He just thinks that he's too cool for me, when I'm better than him in ALL the sports. When i'm playing for Man-U he'll be sorry. He'll be sorry that he ever thought he was too cool for me.

Well anyway, now that i've taught him a lesson, i'm in trouble. That little goody-two-shoes told the principal and now I have a months detention. Who cares anyway, I can still use my phone behind his back, that old fool. I hate him. Why does he have to be on Mark's side? See my point! He gets EVERYTHING! What do I get? Detention.

I haven't told Mum yet. She wouldn't care anyway. She's always drunk. Ever since dad walked out, she's been drinking non stop. I have a hunch she also takes drugs. Who cares anyway. What do I have to live for?

After my detention finished, he laughed at me. He'll never learn. I'll kill him one day, I swear I will. There's not enough room on Earth for both of us. One of us has to go, and the weakling will go first.

On second thought, I should just kill myself. Get it over with.

I'll make him pay one day, for all the damage he's done. It felt so good to punch him, a rush of adrenaline. The ends justifies the means in this case, and he will pay dearly, if I have to go down i'm dragging him with me.