Mommy and daddy are mad at me for all of the stuff I did. They won't let me out of the house.

I heard them talking. I always hear them talking.

And it's always about me.

They think that there is something wrong with me. That in ill, insane. They said that I can't be around others until I calmed down.

What did I need to be calm from? I was perfectly fine! I wasn't ill! I'm not insane! Bobby is still planning revenge.