Embarrassment staining

My cheeks red as they

Chant and jeer, spitting

And throwing things at me.

Burning shame eats away

At my stomach, and I feel

Like vomiting. When their

Words become violent threats,

I reach for the knife strapped to

My thigh, brandishing it with shaking

Hands. I'm scared, scared and ashamed.

The End

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