He frickin’ winked at me before smiling once and leaving the room. I hate him. I hate him. I didn’t deserve that. He had no right to. That girl wasn’t supposed to be me. He shouldn’t exist. I should have cried for help. He shouldn’t have been able to get away with it. I hate him. I hate him. I wish I could scream and cry out at him and everyone around. If they just listened for a second, they would see the truth in my eyes. The truth that is dying to come out, but can’t. He had no right to. That girl wasn’t supposed to be me. That girl wasn’t supposed to be me. That girl wasn’t supposed to be me. No. Nope. Naw. Not at all. That girl wasn’t supposed to be me…

But it was me.