To: anthony@gmail.com
From: lilith@gmail.com
Subject: Attempt #5
So today in English, we had a surprise essay and you know how I get when I don't know about stuff. So I went to the bathroom crying having a panic attack. I didn't tell the teacher and I also went to a bathroom on the other side of the campus. Pretty embarrassing, right? So I missed the entire essay and I have to makeup for it on Friday. I really don't want to. But I kind of have to. I remember when that happened in seventh grade and you followed me into the bathroom. Despite being the opposite gender and getting trouble and being assumed as a pervert. You always cared about me so much. And I never gave any of that back. Because I was so involved in myself that I never thought about you. I should've listened to the signs that something was wrong. Not with you but rather your environment, I should've known. I wish I knew sooner so I could've helped.
-Lilith
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Hurt
Non-FictionIn some way people are messed up. It always hurts and sometimes you feel like nothing is okay anymore. I, Lilith McKellner can relate. Because when I was about fourteen, I was asked to grow up faster than I wanted to. Because I caused pain to someon...
