I Have A Secret To Share

In 10th grade I went through a very angst filled hateful period in my life. Everyone and everything annoyed me and I had a burning hatred for preppy kids and jocks. I spent my freetime in class writing hateful poetry and songs about those people, things I hated in my life, things I hated in the world etc. I had accidentally forgotten my notebook. I thought I had put it back in my bag. Someone found it and turned it in. Whoever looked inside of it in the office saw something I wrote titled "The Demon Within." They thought it was concerning as it was not a particularly nice piece of writing. It was about someone who had enough and just snapping. They kept trying to figure out who it belonged to and I knew better than to step up and say it was mine. Never did get that notebook back.