~Book One in the perfection series~ To her is was just a cut, just a scratch. "What's that?" People would ask. "It was just the cat." It was just an excuse just a lie. "What's with those bracelets?" "Just a fashion why?" Just a tear, just a scream. "Why are you crying?" "Just a bad dream." But it's not just a cut or a lie. It's a repetitive "just one more cut" until she dies.