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Billy hates me because she hates

herself more. She feels inferior to me.

My greatness intimidates her. I feel

around beneath me until I reach the small

crevice at the back. I pull out the small

blade I keep there. I reach toward the

wall, and find a blank space and start to

carve small dents into it to count the

hours. I settle into the blackness, a smile

curving my lips. Not long now, Billy,

not long.