October 15th, 2013

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2:05 AM
From: Anna
To: Harper
It happened. Sparkle got me good, Harper. I was so naive. I was in class, and I was doing my work. Mrs. Lawson stepped out for a split second again- then Sparkle started tormenting me. She pulled up my sleeves, and she made everyone watch when she pulled out a blade of her own. I couldn't stop crying. Her friends held me down when she carved an 'S,' into my skin. When I screamed, she punched my gut to try and make me stop. Her rings scarred my stomach.

From: Anna
To: Harper
I miss you, Harper. I can't do this. Not alone.

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