Clarissa POV
My world felt bleak after my mother's visit. Now I had been truly abandoned.
This was the first time in my life that I had felt this way, and I didn't know what I did wrong to deserve this.
True, I pushed those girls down the stairs. But they didn't die! So why did I have to be imprisoned for a crime that I didn't commit?
On top of that, Miles and my mother had turned their backs on me, going out of their way to stomp on me while I was down.
It had been a while since I had cried real tears, and thus I joined my fingers and prayed solemnly, "Oh God, I don't know if you're real or not, but please hear this child's distress. I've been wronged, and everyone is turning their backs against me.
"So please, help me destroy them. Make those two little girls die a horrible death. Oh, and make Claudia die while being raped by hooligans or something. There's no reason for her to be happy in this life since I am NOT happy!
