Hi. My name is Lucy. Everyone USED to think that I was perfect. Notice i Said USED. How could they now? I'm dead. I'm my own killer. Everyone thinks that I was bullied. But I was never bullied. Honestly. But I still hated myself. I was prom queen, class president, I was on the top. But I never liked that. I hated it. I was supposed to be Barbie but I didn't want to be. I wanted to be Lucy.
