.5
they found your diary, nina.
and everyone is shocked.
you described exactly what you did.
how you made me fall, during gymclass.
how you threw my lunch in the toilet.
oh, nina, revenge is sweet.
especially when you don't have to do anything.
why?
no one understands.
why would you do it?
you know what's funny, nina?
no one feels sorry for me,
but they all feel sorry for you.
'that poor girl,' they say,
'she must have been going through something terrible.
why else would she do it?'
and again, nina.
again, it seems like it's about me
but it's about you.
i could've known.
it's always about you.
being lonely
suddenly feels terrible.
the last page of your diary
says you were depressed, nina.
that your boyfriend broke up with you
that your friends weren't real friends
that your life was empty
and that that was the reason why you cut your wrists.
but still.
this morning, on my locker,
somebody had written that i was the reason.
that i did it.
'murderer,' it said, 'you killed nina.'
and i can't say they're wrong.
it's my fault, nina.
i should've done something.
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Lonely
Short Storylone·ly: the feeling of having no company, being alone hap·py: delighted, pleased, or glad as over a particular thing "Loneliness while being with others is the most painful loneliness." ---- ©Beanstalked: that means it's not nice to copy my story...
