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Tired of being a ? Ruin her life like she did to yours

Your life was hell. I would know better than most.
Got any questions? I'll try to answer what I can.

What was your family like? Can't say I remember much about them. Maybe they were the only good thing in your life? Shit, I hope so.

And school life? Yeesh, I'm not sure you'd like being reminded again. It's not like you were brave enough to speak up, let alone make any friends. Did anything even excite you back then?

I remember you had no plans after your senior year of college. So sad to see you shrivel up like that. Nothing you could do about it anyway.

One thing's for sure. It was all that crazy bitch's fault you ended up so... so broken down.

You remember that daddy's money rich bitch, right? GOD, I bet her name makes your blood boil looking back now, huh? You know?

Amelia Hayeworth?

A single word from her against you could flip your whole world upside-down. Everyone saw this bitch as the cream of the crop, goody two-shoes girl who's smile could make anyone forget what they were complaining about just seconds ago.

She was a manipulative bitch. Always on everyone's good side because she was so popular. Why'd you have to be her victim? I mean, come on, she was the student body vice-president, and her adoptive dad, a wealthy businessman, would shut down any evidence you had from the start. Not much you could do. Don't blame yourself.

But need I remind you about a few of the things she did to you?:

"Aww, what's wrong, ? Does it hurt? Wanna cry you fucking loser?"

Well... at least that stray cat still liked you, right? The one you called Bucko? Yeah, that little guy! Aw man, you guys were best buds! Sure he only came over when you had food for him, but he kept you company, no?

Such a shame what she did...

"That dirty fucking fur ball? You won't have to worry. You'll have fun finding him."

"Smile for the camera honey! You'll be famous when I show everyone how pathetic you are! You should be grateful..."

Work life wasn't any easier for you. Remember all those years you worked for that dead-end 9 to 5? God, you were so hollowed out it was scary.

At least you escaped the wraith of that bitch from college. Now you could rest easy with that empty wallet of yours.

Or could you?

"Oh? What's this? You're that fucking from back then. Oh you poor thing. I guess that means I'm your boss now, huh? We're gonna have so much fun working together, right?"

You had to get away, even if only for a little bit. I totally get it. I mean, what else could you do? That bitch would stop at nothing if it meant you were miserable. Had you complained to anyone about it, you could kiss your sorry ass from getting a job ever again.

The bar soon became your new home. Drink after drink, night after night. Anything to ease the stress

And I know you were drunk that night. But you should've toned it down before walking back home.

Should've been more careful.

Because then came the last flash you would ever see.

School life? Yeesh, I'm not sure you'd like being reminded again. It's not like you were brave enough to speak up, let alone make any friends. Did anything even excite you back then?

I remember you had no plans after your senior year of college. So sad to see you shrivel up like that. Nothing you could do about it anyway.

Wait what? Wasn't I just talking about this?

ScenariosScenario One: You wake up back in time when you first had the misfortune of meeting Amelia.

Scenario Two: After getting jumped by her friends, this bitch wanna play.

Scenario Three: You catch Amelia hooking up with a professor. Epic blackmail moment.

Scenario Four: Create your own.

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