Im just 'That Girl.' That girl with the bruises, that girl with the limp, that girl with the black eye and the broken rib. 'That Girl.' No one ever bothers asking me why or how. It's always just 'That Girl.' But to be honest, I would rather keep it like that. No one needs to know about me, or will ever know about me. That is, until the night I ran into something. No, someone. Hard.All Rights Reserved