Different Reasons and Beings (2)

There was a certain feeling when it felt like it was just you against the world.

You couldn't do anything–there was only an embittered feeling as you lashed out and did your best to strike out against those who did wrong to you.

It was because of him. It was because of her.

She did this. He did that.

It was for all of those reasons that the taste in your mouth was sour.

That even just the sight of them made your body shake and tremor.

All in all, it made for a very tough life to live in.

If you couldn't release your anger, anguish and despair? It would all bottle up and then–

Beatrix Sprin vomited into the nearby bush, the bitter bile in her throat was terrible and as she made sure that whatever she was puking didn't get into her hair–she received a pat on the back.

Ashter Bouw nearly broke his hand.

"Hey, what gives!" Ashter complained. "This is my hunting hand and you know that it's me."