High, high above the cliff edge was the school door back to class.  Her palms were sweaty.  Anxiously, she gripped the wall and began to climb.  Feeling worried, her face went read and her knuckles whitened.  Exhausted, she fell onto her knees as she finally made it to the top.  Silently, she sneaked through the door and she was back at Belmont.  Her hands had no cuts at all.  What had happened? She made her way back to her chair.  “And where have you been?” Tom said.

“Ah…ah… the bathroom!” she exclaimed.