Dear…well Everyone,

I first say thanks to Bree Grenhil for making me hit a realization. I was always so afraid to do this thinking that there was someone…anyone who cared about me. She told me the truth, nobody cared. And I thank her.

And don’t worry. I’m fine. And please, all who are faking emotion for my death, it’s ok. Go on and live your lives happily with the knowledge that I’m happy.

So….I guess this is good-bye to you all.

“Rory? What would you do if I told you I killed someone?”
“What brings this strange question about?” Rory asked with a laugh. My mouth turned to a straight line as I looked away from him, “Because…I…I think I did.”
“Oh come on, you can’t be serious?” Well…she does look serious…
“I am. Bianca killed herself because I told her the truth. Me, me. Because I have a big mouth and a terrible temper. And everyone hates me at school.”
“How do you know that?”
“Because…well people are really obvious nowadays. So yeah.”

I hated having to lie to him.