She told them about everything. She thought she helped me. But everyone who knew
was really mean, and It is my cuts they want to see. She causes me more pain than she
will ever know, because now that everyone can see they all want me to show. She thinks
she is better that what we thought she was, but in real life she is no better than dirt. All
she can do is tell about the knife and explain how much it hurt. But she doesn’t know.
She feels no pain. All she ever wanted to do was put me to shame, so they would like her
not me. She hoped that was how it would always be.
