They called me crazy. I wasn't, I swear I wasn't. I never understood why they thought I was — it wasn't my fault they couldn't see Hennah, any more than it was my fault that she chose to only speak to me. She was real. Honest, she was. She was the only person I could trust, even though she was cold and rude, because she was the only one who could take my mind off-

It.

The thoughts in my head. They wouldn't leave me alone. And Hennah was the only one who could distract me from them.