Page 109 of The Perfect Teacher

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Her words swirl all around me, painted on the walls, forcing themselves into my head.

I wish I’d never been born.

If I disappeared, would anyone miss me?

M sees nothing. I see everything. Does M want to die because of me? How could they tell there was something wrong with me when I was just a baby?

T is the only one who understands me.

I thought school was safe but AA have turned everyone against me.

T makes me feel like I could be something better.

How

can someone make you feel so good, and

then so bad, and then so good again?

Everybody hates me.

T says he loves me.

Why does M let GD treat her like that? Why are we here? Why is he allowed to treat me and M and GM like this? Why are MAA special?

Do I love him? Is this thing love or lust or fear or

revulsion?

Am I invisible, M? Today my friends took out my soul and ate it right in front of me.

T gave me something so beautiful I almost cried. What did I do to AA? No one else would

understand

our love.

I found something that scares me.

I don’t know what to do. How could

M do this? I can’t look at them any more. I wish I was

dead.

My family are

liars. They’re

killers. He makes my

skin crawl.

Aren’t you meant to

love your children?

On and on and on, all around me, my daughter’s tortured voice screams and screams all the things she couldn’t say to me.

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