Ignited of Madness

She’s inside of the circle, surrounds by people, strangers- truly unknown to her, darting her with their sharp eyes, mocking her with a soulless mouth. Her heart is about to explode, she can't handle their uproar. Should she beg for them to stop and leave or should she stand from sitting on that road and run away from the horrifying catastrophe? If she just can but she can't. Her knees are shaky. No one can give a hand to boost her. To help her. To save her. No one will. Some can but they chose to be strangers. They can but they shouldn't. They abandoned her. They denied her. She smiled sweetly despite the pain that destroys her.

And she uttered, "Creep, weirdo, and a cursed child that how y'all described me. I've done nothing wrong, why you loathed me? I tried to understand all of you until I lost my count and I'm tired. I'm already drowsy yet you don't care and never ever you'll dare to give care to me. I know, how eager you're to see my cold body, but I'll disappoint this time. Even tho I bathed by my own blood and my body weakens as the second passed, Ain't going to give you the satisfaction! I'm not going to die! I'll be the nightmare of every single person of you! You ignited my madness, and you can never run away from my wrath. Are you all ready to face the angel that once you but you turned it to a devil persona? If not, good luck because I'll make you pay for every debt you've to me."
Those words she cursed, could she really avenge for her tragic fate or love will take over her pain? Do love is enough to stop igniting her madness?