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She got straight to the point: “As you know, girls, we take bullying very seriously in our school”

The pain is back, and much, much worse. I cannot move. I am collapsing

I found myself with a weird and wacky desire to misbehave. Things only went downhill from there

It filled me up to feel wanted, important, needed. Which is why once I started, I didn’t stop — at all

I made them laugh, shared my cookies, and generally was, I thought, a great friend, even if I did leave a trail of stuff in my wake

Thus concluded Day One of my Pretend. One phone call, and not much else. It felt disappointing. I was hoping for more