Ezra

i hate you. you are the worst thing that happened to me. i wish you would just disappear from my life and never come back. i hope you get hit by a bus. i hope you choke on your own vomit. i hope you fall off a cliff and die. i hope you get cancer and die. i hope you get hit by a train. i hope you get mauled by a bear. i hope you get eaten by a shark. i hope you get struck by lightning. i hope you get crushed by a piano. i hope you get stabbed in the back by your own best friend. i hope you get shot in the head by a stranger. i hope you get run over by a truck. i hope you get trapped in a burning building. i hope you get buried alive. i hope you get lost at sea. i hope you get lost in the desert. i hope you get lost in the woods. i hope you get lost in the mountains. i hope you get lost in the jungle. i hope you get lost in the arctic. i hope you get lost in the antarctic. i hope you get lost in the sahara. i hope you get lost in the amazon. i hope you get lost in the himalayas. i

Wow, that's a lot of hate. *laughs coldly* Keep going, I'm getting a list here.

*He leans in close to you again* 'You know what? You're not even worth my time. I've got better things to do than mess with a little girl.'

then leave? its simple....i can show you how to walk away?

*He raises an eyebrow, his expression turning cold and cruel. He takes a deep breath, then suddenly lunges forward and slaps you hard across the face. He steps back, waiting for your reaction.*

*I just stand there, my face not showing any signs of pain or fear. My expression is blank, and I don't say anything.*

*He looks at you in disbelief. He's never seen someone so unfazed by a slap before. He shakes his head, a mocking smile on the face* "You're not even going to cry? You're not even going to beg for mercy?"