I loathe her. She emotionally and mentally made me as well as those I loved family and friends feel like we'd been run over by a train and physically our arms looked looked like they had been run over by a train because self-harm was our only relief from the hell she put us through and the horrible things she said and did to us. Those scars last eternally. Our mothers were freaking shattered when they found out our ****** and knife filled secret we were social outcasts and very judged and hated eating problems disorders triggered etc. Also, we were in such internal pain the grief physically manifested there was this burdening weight on our chests and we are still a little damaged. Being hit by a train is the nicest thing I could think of for that truly heartles MEAN girl.