She tells me about her past. A ****. A ******.
She lies to me -- I'm fine. It was no big deal. It doesn't bother me anymore.
She knows. I know.
They don't.
She tells me not to call the police. That it's a secret and that its over now.

He hurt her.
I don't know who he is and she won't tell me.
Says that she's protecting me.
That if he knew that I knew, he would get me too.

She remembers everything from that night.
The bad man didn't know that she was watching.
Didn't think she was home.
As he put the gun to her mothers head.

The bad man was in jail for a while.
He's back now.
And he's looking for her
She won't admit it, but she's scared.
Because what we both know,
Is that she never left that house.
**She's still there.