dear ivo,
i don't quite know how i survived monday morning. mum said i didn't have to go but i wanted to. i wanted to show genny and tera and the other boys that hurt me that they couldn't control me and think i wouldn't go to school after what they did.
fat chance.
i guess i also liked the pain. it made me feel alive. like i was still there somehow. after just being there, with no importance, it felt nice to finally be able to feel like i was living, not just existing.
truly,
teddy