I was so unhappy.
After I reached home I raced to my bed to cry my sorrows out.
My God!
I had been friends with a very cunning fox!
How could I endanger myself by being a friend to her? How could I even explain to my mother that I didn't want to do anything with Amelie again and that she was a bad person?
I know it sounds weird that I'm bringing my mother up but she always assumed that Amelie was my bosom friend and so she likes to pair us together during activities in the church.
I didn't even want to be near her ever again!
How could she even smear lipstick on her face?
My God, was that how desperate she was?
I tried hard to block her out of my mind and do all my assignments and do some small reading but the incident at the parking lot kept bouncing back to my mind like a yoyo.
