I will never know, even understand, why she did what she did. She was girl at my old school. The worst, unimaginable cruelty, I can’t even begin to understand. I trusted her. She was my best friend, my sister. But something happened along the way. Something inside her broke.

I guess she seemed normal at first. But there was always a hint, just a wisp of strangeness… I told her the definition of who I was, to the last detail. But she planned. She plotted for three miserable years. Then, one day, it happened. She tore away every relationship I ever had.

My life fell apart slowly. She tore away my life bit, by bit. Piece by piece. And so it went. Then I started to see here every where. She was demonic. I have to say. Why? The question still remains. Why would she? How could she? I’ll never really know I guess. I just have to start over, and repair my life. I’ll never see her again, I hope to God I won’t. But someday I’ll come back and confront her.