She sits huddled in the corner, playing with her dolly.
She can still feel him touching her and wonders...why?
She glances up at her friends and thinks,
...Do they know?
...Can they tell?
Will they leave her when they realize she's bad?
Why did it have to start?
Why did she let him do it?
Why did he choose her?
She just wanted to be loved! She just wanted to be hugged!
The hurt pierces every ounce of her being,
And she wonders what death is like.
And she keeps the secret.
And puts on her plastic smile.
And plays with her dolly.
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