This Chapter is for one of my long term followers and friends SugarPrincess42 as she is not feeling very well, I hope this cheers you up xx.

Chapter 7 – Becoming Violent

I did not believe in violence I never had but I found the more the abuse continued the angrier I became and before long I was lashing out.

The first time I lashed out I was sat next to my friend Aaron in class when he asked if he could borrow a pencil and when I didn't reply he leaned over to grab it

'GET OFF'

I stood up and smacked him in the face, and though I hate to admit it seeing someone else hurt made me feel better about my situation.

I got detention for a week for violent behaviour

After that day I kept ending up in fights over the silliest things and the problem was I always ending up physically assaulting the person, this started with pupils but soon went on to teachers.

I walked past a girl and asked her what time it was she shrugged her shoulders so I pinned her against the wall and punched her in the face, I was repeating all the things my dad said to me.

The school did not know why I was behaviouring like this but thought it was 'learned behaviour' but of course when they questioned Dynasty she said that dad had never hit us. If only she knew.

The next incident was when I slapped a teacher because she had been helping someone else and I was kept waiting, I felt left out even though she was going to come around the class but I couldn't wait as I needed the attention so I stood up and started shouting at her. I felt upset and angry and I didn't even know why.

'I SAID I NEED HELP BITCH'

She turned around and gave me the kind of look my dad gave me when he was attacking me and the next thing I knew I had her pinned on the floor and was beating her up in the middle of the class.

'BARRY BARRY WHAT ARE YOU DOING?' Shouted a teacher called Mr Brown as he came and pulled me off her and got a punch in the face himself as I was total out of control and he had to half carry me to the office.

That day was the first time I got suspended for a week and it certainly wouldn't be the last because by the time I was 17 I would of dragged both my sisters down with me and we would all have been already expelled from two schools and suspended countless times.

Dad knew exactly what he was doing to me and that with every hit he was destroying me a little bit more inside, the teachers started to become scared of me or what I would do if they acted wrong so stopped helping me or showing me any attention.

This is the behaviour that if I continue by the time I am 18 I will be in jail.