See? Bullying gets you nowhere in life, and hopefully Disgust will never ever go there ever again. But now It's Anger's turn, what does she have to say about it?

Chapter 10

Oh dear, I have to speak about that too do I? Maybe I should keep it calm for ya, but then again, I want to keep this fair, so if I start ranting, you know why. Well, you guys know what my job is, and I would say I tend to do it pretty well. Of course, sometimes we have our bad days, and some people get it worse than others.

It's in my very nature to flare up when something bad happens to Harry, and I think that you'd agree that a lot of the time it's a good thing to keep things right. But I will tell you that I went off the rails over those months, even going as far as saying that picking on the weak makes you look stronger, and so everyone will love you. Flawed logic? Possibly, but when no one keeps you in check, it's easy to fall into bad habits and dangerous thinking. I was angry, that's what I do, and I wanted to ignore what Fear was trying to explain to us,

"You can't do that, that's wrong!" or "Don't you ever listen to what the teachers say? You can't pick on others just because you feel bad. It's called bullying for a reason"

"Get Fucked Fear, no one actually cares, it's not like we're hitting them"

"Bullying is bullying Anger, surely you can see that?"

But I wasn't listening, and now I wish I had. That was the day the Core memory came rolling through, and boy was it a scary day. Now, I'm a girl, and, I don't know if you've noticed (it may sound sexist, get over it), but girls tend to get really catty and use words compared to fists. That's why Harry flings insults around like nobody's business, rather than throw a punch. Now, I know it's not nice to over generalise women, but from what I've noticed, it seems to be true. I wish bullying didn't come so easy to Harry but I've only got myself to blame.

From that day onwards, Harry was changed forever, and if that wasn't bad enough, Fear began having an anxiety attack almost everyday. I may pick on him a bit, but when he gets like this, I just can't help feeling sorry for him.

But hey, we don't bully anymore, so that's has to count for something right? Even I can change, even though I thought I never could, so that just goes to show...something.