Interesting stuff

As crazy as it might sound, I tried talking about something, I don’t remember what exactly, but it was regarding the holocaust. I don’t know what made me do it. It was just a question. I don't know if it's relevant in any way, but I'm part European. And ever since that day, people would sometimes tell me “Fuck you” or “Fucker” if they saw me roaming the town. In school, they called me bitch at least three times and I was eventually attacked at least twice. Some stupid SOBs don’t know how to act properly, and they’re too retarded to tell me sorry. I guess that’s what would happen to you also, if you talked to a jew? I had a bad feeling when I asked the question, like the worst is going to happen. Ever since that day, I’ve been feeling like shit and despite my efforts, trying practically everything, to reverse the situation and turn the horrible present into what my past life was like. Not only will I never repeat these actions of mine, but also want to warn others that a single incident, as small as asking a question, can trigger the “demons” that inhabit our society. There are some truly sick bastards out there, and I want you to know that in my experience, all of them except for one, were from Eaton Rapids. Now, there are various people in my hometown, but I’d never send anyone to study there, because quite honestly, the high school is a terrifying place. And what about that one that wasn’t from the local area? I’ve had a guy one time pass me and tell me something like, “Fuck you, fucker”. I was in total terror; sometimes, people literally seem as though they want or plan to kill. I’m quite afraid of this society in which we live in, someone ought to take me away to some other distant place. These people, they never apologize to me, are unforgiving, and I keep feeling like some piece of trash that even though many care for me, nothing ever makes up for the “demons” of the world. They ought to be quarantined. Those who care for me and/or my well being might be caring for me, but it doesn't matter how well they care, or how many of them care, when I know that there is lack of forgiveness, and those people dropping bombs on me.