On facebook one of the guys that used to beat me up did a friend request on me.  Do you know my stupid ass accepted?  Maybe it's just curiosity.  It's not Ed.  It's another guy named John.  John did become pleasant near the end of days in that part of New Jersey.  I guess it's alright to forgive him.  It's not like we'd ever be anything but friends anyway.  Even though it may seem nuts psychologically speaking, I feel comfortable with it.  It's not like he can ever get away with hitting me again.  I don't think that he would try to either.  He stopped hitting me after I brought the knife to school and showed him.  It is because of him that I didn't kill Kent like I was going to with that knife.  He told the teacher about the knife.  The teacher confiscated it.  The next and last time I brought a knife to school was because I was going to slit my wrists.  Anyway,  it just goes to show he's not all bad.  He saved my ass from juvee or death penalty.  No harm done.