Chapter Eleven

You could say

that I don’t

have many

friends.

 

You could say

that I don’t have

any.

 

Karl only

halfway counts

as a

friend.  He is

my brother,

after all.

 

 

Once upon a

time,

 I had

a

best friend.

 

Her name was

Jenny.

She was great,

until she

betrayed

me.

 

She just

had

to go

snooping

around in

my

things.

 

She found

the bottle

of

pills.

 

The rest,

well,

you can

figure

out.