He was...raped.

After what happened yesterday, I always seem to bump into them...again. And as usual, they cannot keep their mouth to their selves, they keep talking about me. But I am not the girl before who cried her eyes out because of the harsh words she keeps receiving, I no longer the girl who's afraid to show her scars. I am the new version of me, thanks to Luke, who let me realize the importance of life without negative thoughts.