Has anyone had such a strong feeling to do something to hurt other people? A while ago, I was mad at my dad for something and I had this knife in my pants pocket. When he turned around to leave, without knowing, I had the knife out of my pants and read to stab him in the back. At that time I had enough hatred in me to stab him and not stopping. When I realized what I was doing I quickly turned around, hid the knife and went to my room. For an instant I thought I would actually going to kill him.
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