"They're freaks."
"Why are they even here?"
"I hate them."
"I heard that they all have disorders or something."
"She's just tall and skinny."
"I wish I was as skinny as she is."
These things were always said in the hallway as we walked through them. Yet again Alice hated them and the attention. Especially the ones about us and our disorders. But honestly it made some of us feel better about the situation. Alice didn't understand why but the rest of us did. She would always ask why we liked the attention and rumors. We'd just simply say it makes us important. She didn't want to feel important she just wanted to feel needed.
