I have no right to be posting this, but then again I had no right to do anything I've done.

Everything is my fault in this whole ordeal. Everything, that is, except the reporting. But had I not said anything, nothing would have happened.

I can't say how I feel about this, because I'm not too sure where I stand. There is guilt, a voice in the back that says you screwed up.

I'd like to say that there has been growth, but I have no right to judge.

Just something was said and I feel that this whole ordeal is finally over.

Once I do the one last thing, I feel like I can finally wash my hands, spit out the foul taste in my mouth, and just turn around and get it off my shoulders.

She has already done it.

Now I need to.






character (c) not me
if you don't know the credits
then you've wasted your time
reading this because then the
ordeal is unknown and you
don't need to worry yourself.