Becoming the violent rage monster, as requested.

Now during my junior year of high school I came about a major psychological break.  I went from being this "Say what you wanna, I don't give a damn" to "Fuck with me and I'll tear you to pieces,"  all in one instant.

A girl I went to school with had singled me out for bullying. In that I mean she called me fat, shot spit wads into my hair and spread rumors of sluttitude throughout the school. (In a class of 30 students, it doesn't take long from something to go from awful to gut wrenchingly mortifying.)  One day after school, all of our school kids went to the regular hang out until returning home,  our towns ONLY gas station.

Spontaneously I decided to confront my accuser and stand my own ground.  She was a below average intelligence 17 year old with a child and I felt had no right to stand on a soapbox and preach my (false) sins to the masses.

I had, at some point, decided that this would become physical, but that I would make her get physical first. I did what I do. I talked mad shit until she swung at me.  That was good enough.  I proceeded to use her to set an example for all that chose to victimize me, to humiliate me, and to hurt me.

I hurt her back.
I beat that poor girl's face until my brother pulled me off of her.
I had a tiny scratch on my face and her face looked like raw hamburger.  She, of course, called the police on  me.  When they got there, the entire school was there, and all witness statements showed her as the aggressor so I never came upon and troubles with the law at this point.
The next day at school, students clapped as I entered the hall.  I felt like a champion.
In the weeks to follow I realized my mistake.  No one liked me more, no one wanted to be friends with me.  People were simply afraid of me.

I was the fat girl that beat the shit out of the ugly girl.
Kids are cruel but I was transformed into something else.

I was violent and rage filled.
I had become the monster the world had bred me to be.
And I didn't mind at all.