Dear Ex-Friend?
I ran home from school today because you said I needed to lose weight. Now I'm safe in my bedroom with the door closed.
It's painted red, my bedroom door, with ornate designs carved in it. Angels circling the heavens etched into the upper half and humans being tortured by demons on the bottom. The brass fittings don't really match the deep red color but I like it anyway.
I imagine my dead mother is one of the angels. But then you came in through my bedroom window... guess I'm not safe after all.
-Was I Ever Your Friend?
