She could feel it start to boil in her belly, turning to hate before rushing up into her mouth as venom.
The wave she felt deep in her core gave her such a rush, that she couldn’t help but spit it at others.
She became so hot, the good parts of her began to shed, over and over, leaving her heart tough as leather.
Until she wasn’t just a bully, but a snake too.
©️ Heather Lynn Matthews