Being a total Ignorant

The words were heart-aching. Yet, these unscrupulous mortals will never stop shooting the arrows of pain at her.

She kept on running, but they kept on catching up.

As for the final escapade, she supposed there is no other way out other than facing them, armed with sorrow, disappointment and hatred.

Few steps back were taken,

and there she went, charging forward with no hesitation,

running into them,

letting out a loud shout of rage,

being a total ignorant.