There were two boys named Zach and Daniel.
Zach was in my circle of people. Daniel was big fat jerk.
Daniel would find some reason to mock me everytime I saw him, usually in front of other. Classic Jerk Bully. Honestly, nothing super rough just a mean-ass.
Zacharias was a fucking Monster.
He would wait until I was in a state to start with me. When I was happy, he’d ruin it. When I was sad, he would give more to carry. He was never nice.
He laughed once (for real) in front of me, and I never forgot it.
This story was a dream.
And one of the cast members is based on that shit.
What, I forgot?
I ain’t writing a freaking autobiography over here, Deal with it.
There were other bullies who were more physical, but none ever actually tried to rough me up.
In this story, D and Z were my inspiration.
AND I made Him honorable, but whatever.
Because I could.