My revenge is in the link in the comments.⬇️

For six long years, I endured the relentless torment of bullying at the hands of the girl I once admired, Lindsay. Her cruel words and hurtful actions haunted me, leaving scars that ran deep beneath the surface. But as time passed, I refused to let her actions define me. Instead, I bided my time, waiting for the perfect moment to exact my revenge.

A decade later, I found myself standing face to face with Lindsay once again. The passage of time had done little to soften the memories of her cruelty, but it had given me the opportunity to plot my vengeance.

With a cold determination burning in my veins, I orchestrated a plan to confront Lindsay and make her pay for the years of torment she had subjected me to. It was time to turn the tables, to show her the pain and humiliation she had inflicted upon me.

Gathering my courage, I approached Lindsay with a steely resolve, my heart pounding with anticipation. As she looked up at me with a mixture of surprise and disdain, I knew that the moment of reckoning had arrived.

With a voice steady and firm, I recounted the years of bullying and harassment that I had endured at her hands. I laid bare the scars that she had left upon my soul, refusing to hold back the anger and resentment that simmered beneath the surface.

But instead of cowering in fear or begging for forgiveness, Lindsay met my accusations with a cold indifference. Her eyes flashed with defiance as she dismissed my words with a casual shrug, refusing to take responsibility for the pain she had caused.

In that moment, I realized that my revenge would not come from confronting Lindsay directly. It would come from letting go of the anger and resentment that had consumed me for so long, from rising above the petty cruelty of those who sought to tear me down.

And so, with a sense of liberation washing over me, I turned my back on Lindsay and walked away, leaving behind the chains of bitterness and resentment that had bound me for so long. In that moment, I found freedom, knowing that true vengeance lay not in retaliation, but in rising above the cruelty of those who sought to bring me down.

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