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An old friend of mine utterly betrayed me and spat in my face while destroying everything I loved. He ran away so I never could confront him. And one day I found out where he worked. It was winter. He didnt recognize me with my giant coat on and hood. I followed him home. I just wanted to talk to him at first, but then found myself in his backyard, snooping around trying to find ways in. His back door was unlocked, and as I opened it, I saw him in the other room with his back turned to me as he had his headphones in and was playing games on his PC. I happened to be carrying a knife on me. I used it for opening stuff, but suddenly found it in my hand, blade out, as I snuck up on him.
When I realized what I was about to do, I put the knife away and ran out the door and never thought about it again. I've never been near the guy since and have since then confronted my issues and left it alone
