I don't know anymore.

Who she was

I hate people. They are so stupid and full of shit. But then I remember that I'm a person, and Penelope was one too. So I stop thinking about it. But today everything was messed up. Ever since people in my school found out Penelope died. They been acting like they've been buds with her forever. And I hate it. Penelope only had three best friends. Me and these other two girls name Marley and Lauren. She had no one else. She use to have more friends but they left her. I had asked her one day why she thought they left and she said "No one wants to be friends with a sad person."
Then I told her that they didn't know how amazing she was. She then laughed and said I was so silly. Guess those jerks really messed her up. Funny how those same jerks told everyone who cared that she was their best friend and what not. I was so sick of their stupidity that I went up to them and gave them a piece of my mind. Let's just say that their faces were priceless and Penelope would not be happy about my choice of words.
But still Penelope she didn't talk to people and she didn't plan to. So I think I was doing her a favor by telling her friends the truth.
Penelope was unique. And no one can ruin that.