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Hel-lo? Oh right, it's already recording. 

The time is five to nine in the evening and it is the fifth of January. 

It was raining the day everything went down in flames and it's raining today, so I believe it's only fitting that I begin by saying; the heavens above seemed to cry with me the day I lost my sanity.

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She sat in the corner, her knees pulled tightly against her chest and warm salty tears mocking her chapped lips as she tried to stifle the pitiful sobs that threatened to break the silence of the abandoned classroom. Soft gasps and hiccups followed the self-loathe the girl inflicted upon herself.

Not a day went by where she didn't find solace within the enclosure of the four bare walls. It was her home, her safe place and she knew it would never judge her for being at her weakest even as she tore herself down in front of it.

That was the first me. 

However, that was the part of me that existed before their comments became more than mere words and kindled the first spark that set the irreversible clock into motion. The part of me that truly believed in every rumor and every malicious word spat behind my back.

It was that day, that I lost the last string of my sanity and decided to forget everything I'd been through. All I could do was step back and watch as the chain of events played before me, turning me into something I'd never imagined possible.

I was my past, my present, and my future all at once. I was the gossip that hopped from class to class, begging someone to lend a ear.

I was a bully. 

But I was also the bullied.

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I apologize for the muffled voice, but the little IV drips scattered all over the place aren't helping my condition. I can assure you, I do not speak like this all the time. Well, at least, Marcus says I'm a good orator (whatever that means...).

Ellie Bay signing off.

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[Editor note: Any extra time lags, or conversations that deviate from the actual story at hand have been cut out. However, the editor would like to mention that the last line in the recording was followed by a hushed, yet disturbing conversation between the narrator and her mother regarding the hospital Ellie Bay was admitted in.]