November 28, 2006
I will never forget the way they looked at me as she stepped away from her friends and took my hand in hers. They felt betrayed and she was unaware, so enamored with me that she remained oblivious to the damage it was doing. She led me to them in exuberant wonder, and with each introduction I felt the spiritual knives lunge from their eyes and slice through the tenderness of my concern for their acceptance. They murdered what desire I had to impress them, and with that same quiet malignance I carved away their control of this mesmerized girl.