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But his revenge, was murder
Wednesday, July 27, 2011 @ 1:51 AM

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I haven’t been doing as much reading as I did in the past, in fact,  I totally forgotten that reading was one of my pastimes.
So the last time I went out with Xiu Xian, this title caught me in the bookstore we went and I bought it few days later.

I just finished it today and this book kind of caught me in a way my other books never.

I cannot help but feel sorry for the lead.
Ok, here is the rough idea:

Peter grew up being bullied, being teased, he was afraid to go to school for fear of being shoved into walls, lockers,
he was afraid of being mocked and laughed. Everything started when he was only in Kindergarten when his lunch box was threw out of the school bus for absolutely no reason.
He just so happened to be the kid that everyone loves to bully, even if he didn’t do a single thing.
People called him a homo, or a gay because his puberty was later than his peers.
He found his comfort zone in the cyber world, a world where he had control, he created games, and website.
He had a crush on a girl who was once his friend, but ditched him to join the popular people. The love confession letter he sent to her was spammed to everybody in school.
He had an older brother who was the better son, the better student, the better jock and Peter tried so hard to be like him, but failed, in fact, his brother was part of the
group who bullied him. 
He was undressed, fully naked by the popular people, in the middle of the school cafeteria.

One day, Peter snapped and killed everyone who bullied him all within 19 minutes.
10 died, 18 injured. 10 who died were the people who caused such an action of Peter.

You see, I get the point that no matter how bad it was, murder was wrong and regardless of the reason, one should not do so.
But as I read along, I felt sorry for Peter, I could understand why he went to such an extreme, not that I ever thought of murdering anyone.
Nobody understood how Peter felt, everyone in the book felt sorry for those who died, but honestly, they deserve it, in a way.
They kind of bring it on to themselves. That, this is the consequence they had to pay for whatever they did to Peter for the past several years.
I know the idea of me having such thoughts is awful, but I pity Peter and hated those people who bullied him.

To me, whatever Peter did was self-defense. Not murder.
He TRIED putting a stop to the bullying. He TRIED standing out of the way of those people.
He did whatever he could to stop whatever was happening. But to those people, it was never enough,
whatever Peter did, or rather so long as Peter exist, it is a reason good enough to do mean things to him.
Peter wasn’t in the wrong at all.

What Peter ever wanted in his life was a friend, was love from his parents, was to a be a normal kid.

In any case, he was sent to jail for lifetime imprisonment, but he chose the path of death not long after his sentence started.
At the moment when I read that paragraph, I felt happy for Peter, because he was finally free.
He was finally happy.

& Peter deserves to be happy.