My Crush
I hated that sister of his more, because had it not been for her, everything would have been okay and that guy wouldn't have slapped me.
Weirdly, the more I regretted everything that happened, the more my crush on him kept on increasing. I didn't even know how that was possible. It had really started to get out of hand. I must stop all these. I couldn't let this crush turn into something else. I must start hating that guy.
"Arhhhh!!!" I exclaimed and sighed, frustratingly.
"I must hate him, I must make sure that crush fades. I must make sure the memory of him turns to ashes." I chanted.