As I grow up and experience different events, I slowly realize that my real enemy is not the girl who had spread rumors about me, but none other than myself. I am my own enemy and I am ‘on active duty’ fighting with my demons. I also have to fight with the environment around me. Surrounding myself with people who put me down can affect me negatively, making it more harder to fight against my demons. My internal struggles always find a way to creep into the back of my head. But as “I killed my enemy”, I am slowly coming into terms with who I really am. We don’t have to fight physically in order to rid of our enemies; sometimes you have to fight with the thoughts that linger within ourselves. Our battles, our defeats, and our wins shape us to who we are. Entering the real world is a new and fresh experience, and without the help of our enemies, we won’t know how to deal with it. We all have to face our wars