Ruined | ✓

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They found it, all of it. It's hard to listen to them apologize. I don't know why they're apologizing, but I guess they feel as if they've failed me as parents. They've done just fine, right? It's me that's messed up. I'm the defected child.

Soon after they found out everything. What we did last night at the hotel. I think I can hear the muffled sobs of my sister in her room. She must have heard. She must think that I've gone off the rocker, that I'm someone else.

I think so, too. I'm not a person I can recognize in the mirror anymore. What's going to happen to me?