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江苏省南京市溧水高级中学2017-2018学年高一上册英语期中考试试卷
During the fifth grade, I was often bullied(欺凌) by a boy.1I told it to my teacher. Kyle's bullying never stopped. I was very2and full of hate until he went to another school the next year.
One night in eighth grade I3again the bullying Kyle had put me through. I waited for the rush of anger I'd always4when thinking about Kyle,5none came. I tried again, thinking about the marks he'd6so many times on the tops of my feet, the words, the pain…but I felt no hate for him.7I felt a small beating of pity inside my heart. This boy, who had8my fifth grade experience, had probably been9his own troubles then. He was obviously10at the world and maybe he was simply taking that11out on me. It was no excuse for what he did, but it was a12.
I felt as if I had an13understanding. Being angry with Kyle for what he had done was like drinking poison. By holding my hate for Kyle14. I was only hurting myself. That night, I15to let old wounds heal(愈合), and I forgave(宽恕) my fifth grade bully.
In letting go of that pain, I felt great16. I wasn't letting a three-year-old incident17me. In that way, I guess forgiveness is the most18tool humans have been blessed with. Because, with it, we can let go of19burdens and truly live our own lives. Who knew an eleven-year-old boy could20me that?
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