Romans & histoires Indignation

Another high school first day, it was safe to say she made an impression as she turned her famous glare on any that would meet her eye, but to her surprise, most would bow their head and show submission, except one girl. Ooof! Lisa's bag went flying as she found herself unceremoniously shoved into the lockers to her left. Before she could even get her bearings,,, some crazy banshee was on her, long nails flying, hair pulling, loud shrill voice shrieking "He's mine you b*tch!" 'Oh hell no,' Lisa thought as she copped a fist to the jaw, 'skank,, you have no idea who you're messing with.' The familiar burn of molten rage coursed through Lisa's body, warming her and causing a vicious smile to co

she said as she turned back around, ignoring his dissatisfied mumbling. Her eyebrows arched and her lips parted as she stared at Shawn and the doll like persona he was discussing with - Marie. A wave of anger swept over her and she balled her hands into fists, her nails digging into her palms. Her chest grew heavy with each breath and she further dug her nails into her palms. “Tsk tsk tsk tsk.” Tutting, accompanied by slow trudging across the floor, made its way into her ears. “Who the heck is writing this script?”

O mumbled and took a deep breath in and out . " You can do this Aria ...Calm down don't get angry , you're doing this for Red" I muttered under my breath as I stared back at the night club . I walked in and the bouncer looked at me . " Ma'am you can't work into club looking like a Nun " he said reffering to my dress and I bit my lower lip softly . " What's wrong with my dress ? I wondered as I stared at the sleeve hands ..my chest area was covered since it was a long neck dress . It was free and ended just after my knees .

Irritation mounting, I unlocked my phone only to feel my initial excitement turn into a seething rage. “What the fuck!”

They were filled with indignation. "Are you even human?" "Ms. York sacrificed herself for all of us!" "It's bad enough that you're not grateful, but you even insult her when she's down! You've lost all sense of decency!" "Even a stray dog would be grateful if you fed it. You're worse than a stray dog!" The Yorks couldn't bear the humiliation. They erupted in anger. "How dare you?!" "How dare you openly insult the company directors? Do you want to be fired?!"

The rage within her intensified, threatening to boil over. Moments later, Zelda returned to the safety of her home, the weight of anger and frustration pressing heavily upon her. She stormed into the room where Miguel sat, his face etched with a mix of guilt and defiance. The tension in the air was palpable as Zelda confronted him, her voice trembling with a potent mix of fury and disappointment.

Winter Winter paced back and forth, trying to control the anger building from within. Anger is a tricky emotion that must be repressed thoughtfully. A fire seed of anger can still inflame its surroundings. It starts small and undetected, but if not extinguished at the source, it grows into a flame that destroys everything in its path. I couldn't stop thinking about what had just happened. "What the hell were you thinking, Faye? Your stupidity and carelessness could have gotten us killed."

His expression morphed into anger and a twinge of shame, guilt. “Turn that shit off!!”

Her eyes can hardly be opened because of the bruises. Adam felt his anger boiling in his veins like molten lava, ready to erupt at any moment. His heart raced and his fists clenched as he struggled to contain the intense emotion that threatened to consume him. It was as if his blood had turned into a fiery river, fueled by his rage and frustration. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, but the anger refused to subside. It coursed through his body like a powerful current, urging him to lash out and seek revenge. "You know what Adam, I've always wondered what's with this girl that both of you and Antonio are ready to risk everything for this bitch," said Marcel.

AMBER CAMPBELL. I got breathless with rage as anger coursed through my entire being. My stomach was clenched tight and I swallowed, doing nothing to hide the rage that was going through my mind. My resentment grew inside me like a tumour, I burned with rage and shook with fury. I wanted to get out of their midst, I didn’t want to be anywhere near them at all. I hate their pride, everything about them annoyed me and I detested their fucking nerve to think that just because they’ve tendered an half-assed apology then I’m obligated to forgive them.