Picking on wimps makes me happy
I am only 9th grade. I am big for my age. I love best picking on wimps. I love it when I see them scared that is all the time when they see me and I put on my mean face and make those wimps get all chicken and afraid like they saw a werewolf or somethin.
When I trip a kid in class. When I shove a kid againsts a locker. When I beat up a kid after school. All that s*** makes me feel good like some kids feel good playing spirts wen they shoot a basked or hit homerum. Picking on wimps is my sport. When I make some weak ass kid cry I am in heaven and it make me high all day and I so much love it.
I wish I could get a job when I am a grown up that would let me pick on people and beat them up. Maybe I will be a cop and get paid to pick on people. I could do that good.