confessions

When i was 5, one boy in my class pushed my water bottle into my mouth (while I was drinking from it), and I punched him. I saw his cheek swell & I had to apologize.  2-3 years later, my brother told me the boy's cheek couldn't stop swelling, and he had surgery and died. 
At first, i was scared I killed someone. Later, whenever I felt threatened by a person (particularly male), I'd let them know I killed someone and would probably kill them too.

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