Ana

I can't believe that the words coming out of my mouth are mine.

Laura is my best friend.

But the words aren't mine. They're Ana's.

But she's right.

Laura IS fat.

Laura IS ugly.

I AM better off without her.

This is for the best.

I keep telling myself that as I watch tears begin to stream down Laura's face.

This is for the best.

As she stares at me, reaches her hands out to me.

This is for the best.

As I turn away.

This is for the best.

As she stares at me for a few more seconds, then turns and runs out of my room

Out of my house.

Out of my life.

This is for the best.