Creative Writing: Hatred

I once had this hate hid silently behind the walls inside of me, that is, until I gave it doubts to feed upon under my scrutiny for a certain girl. Under my scrutiny my hatred flourished and grew lavishingly as it started to spread inside of me. By the time I noticed I was filled with so much negativity it influenced others and my actions; all because of one girl. Although looking back I can’t believe I even felt like that. The reason behind my hatred no matter how many times I think about it, it makes me cringe inwardly at how sickly sweet it was coated with stupidity. I was fine with her until I added her on a certain social media. She never accepted it and I remember it placing a frown on my face as it ripped a little bit of my heart thinking.

Oh she

my doubts and conclusions of her piled up. I started judging her. I thought, Oh she doesn’t want to be my friend? Does she hate me? That’s fine I don't need to be friends with people like her.

The conclusions that I had drawn myself had piled up into a library by the time I noticed. From that incident I began only to see her flaws. Upon seeing her each time my thirst for revenge grew. Dark remorseless thoughts of how I should treat her evolved one into another. I decided if she doesn’t want to be friends with me, there is no way she deserves to be friends with my friends. I told my friends to not talk to her and planted my own beliefs in their heads. Every time I saw her I was so overwhelmed with anger and hatred towards her I couldn't concentrate. Call me obsessed but I was like a cat watching her every move, waiting in the belief of gaining satisfaction from her mistakes.

I remember feeling like a knight in shining armor when I was able to cut her off and ignore her. I played hardcore indifference with her then I have with anyone else. Despite all that I was still a human and felt emotions such as