Jane will be the death of me. I hate her. With all my heart. She's evil. She's wicked, there's always something up her sleeve. She's always been trouble. Since middle school, that's where we first met. I've hated her ever since, why did I turn with her? All those lies, I said right to her face. All of then I made up. I pretended to like her, to be her friend. But really it was all hatred. Pure, sick, hatred. Why did I fall for her tricks? Why did I stick by her side? She's always going down under, And taking me with her.