A girls yelling interrupted my thoughts and when I looked to see where it has come from, I saw one of my classmates pinning her to a locker aggressively. His name was Trip and he was known throughout the school as the guy who always gets what he wants. It looked to me like he wanted her.

          “Hey!” I yelled at trip as i walked toward them. “Get off of her.”

          Trip laughed and his lips turned into a sinister grin. “No I don’t think i will.” He said as he turned back to her and forced an aggressive kiss against her lips. ‘What is he trying to prove?’ I thought angrily.

          I could feel rage building inside me as I moved closer to them and put a hand on his shoulder. I dug my fingers into his shoulder and turned him to face me. He was always doing things that were wrong just to prove he could and that’s why everyone at the school was afraid of him. But I wasn’t afraid. At that moment all I wanted was to show him how much stronger I was. Maybe it was the adrenaline that helped me do what i did next or maybe it was another part of me.

          “I said, Back off Trip.” A low growl escaped my lips as I narrowed my eyes to him.

          He scoffed at me, but I could see anger flash in his eyes. But I wasn’t scared. “What are you going to do if I don’t?”

          The anger grew too much to control and something inside me changed. I felt warm all over my body and my hands and feet began to tingle. I could feel that my rage wanted to come out. Before I could try to get my anger under control, my vision went black.

          I had only experienced this type of rage one time in my life. It was before I was adopted by my family. It was 5th grade and class had just ended. I was headed to my locker to grab some books when one of my classmates cornered me. He was one of the many bullies at my school and this wasn’t the first time one had approached me. I adjusted my backpack and looked at him, gripping my books to my chest.

          “Hey. Where’s the homework you promised me?” He crossed his arms and glared at me.

          “I- I didn’t have time to do yours last night-” I explained before he cut me off.

          “You must be pretty stupid to not be able to do one little assignment.” He laughed, thinking he had made a good joke.

          I opened my locker and put my books away but before I could turn around he slammed the door shut and puffed his chest out. “You think that I’m stupid? Because I couldn’t finish Your assignment for you? I’m not the one forcing people to do my school work for me because you obviously need help if you can’t do it yourself.”

          I hadn’t realized I raised my voice until everyone in the hallway stopped talked and watched us curiously. This seemed to make him want to show off more because he came up closer and growled. “You think you can talk to me like that?”

          Glaring back at him, I dropped my backpack to the ground and clenched my fists. I knew he was going to try and start something here and I wasn’t about to be pushed around again.

          He chuckled. “That’s probably why your parents left you. Because you because you’re too stupid to do what your told.” He grinned at me.

          The growl that escaped my lips didn’t even sound like me. I pushed him so hard he stumbled back a few steps. Surprise flashed across his face and then anger. I swung a fist toward him but a teacher grabbed my arm before I could hit him.

          “What’s going on here?” The teacher asked.

          We had both been given detention. That was the only thing I could compare this too but the feelings I felt were a lot stronger this time. When I came to I was in the forested area behind the school.