I killed a girl, she was nice and full of life. She had tons of
friends and everyone loved her. She didn't deserve to die. I
killed her a little more each day until she was finally gone. I
cut her wrists and bruised her skin. I starved her of food and
clled her fat. The sad thing is no one even tried to stop me. I
didn't do it by myself, lots of people help. It's to late
know, she's never coming back.
The funny thing is, that little girl i kiled used to be me.