[She spent the entirety of third and fourth grade crying in her seat when she thought no one was looking, she did her best not to get close with anyone, she spent every weekend at home with her mom or babysitting until recently. Her family consisted of a dad who sometimes forgot she existed, a sister who she was constantly fighting with because she wouldn't come to her mom's on the weekends, a mom who was overworked, and the two boys next door who might as well have been her brothers.

She was a weird kid, but as she scrubs at her eyes (which she'll insist is because her hand hurts now, she never hit anybody before), she doesn't want to see any of the blame put on her.]

You have the perfect life, the perfect family, the perfect friends. When you asked me for help, I helped you. When you said mean things about me to Ben, I dropped it.

So why can't you leave me alone?! Why do you have to take away every chance I have at finding somebody who might be able to help me?!

You said I would kill you if given the chance. Publicly! On the network!