Julia bites her nails, replaying the moments over and over in her head, tear stains already visible on her face full of acne, blood seems to have already dripped from her nails onto her old bed sheets, the musk if her room dulling her sense of smell as she falls into a daze once more muttering softly to herself. “Why, why, why, why, why, whywhywhywhywhywhywhy?”

She takes a deep breath, hands reaching up to her hair as she pulled and tugged on it, tears flowing down her chubby cheek. “Why can’t I look as good as her? She’s cruel and evil! Vile.. Rebecca is a wench, so why.. why am I the one suffering?” Choking out a sob as she throws her phone across the room, the girl on her screen being Rebecca presumably.

Covering herself in the blanket and curling up into herself, she sobs and screams. “That should be me! Me with the accepting parents, me with the boyfriend, me with more than one person as my friend.. I’ve suffered more than anyone at my school so why.. why is fate so cruel..”

Furrowing her eyebrows and making up her mind she sluggishly rolls out of bed and grabs her shoes, leaving her one bedroom apartment and climbing up the stairs to the rooftop, looking down one last time, she curses the gods in her final breath.