I'm not sure how to feel about this. Sometimes, even I can feel a bit insecure with myself. Ever since I was a child and knew who bullies were, all I ever wanted to do was stand up to them with courage and the belief of doing what was right in the name of good, even if I ended up going down with a fight. Today marks the end of a "friendship" that never even existed in the first place. This guy who I used to call my friend is Ethan, and he could've been a great guy to be around, but I am...