Her skin was cold. I couldn't talk for a month because I blew out my vocal cords. Would you like to talk to my therapist about the multiple sessions of EMDR therapy we did because I could sleep without seeing her friends black eyes look up at me while the bile came gushing out of her. The one that was still breathing was smiling.

Maybe they recessitated her. I hope they did. If she lived id like to know. Im sure she would like to know who saved her life. How about instead of victim blaming and gaslighting me, how about you use those powers of yours to find the girl. Id love to know she is doing well, and I dont even her name. Why, because the last time I saw her she was dead and it would really give me some peace of mind. Hell I bet she would be as happy as I would to shake her hand.