I’m back working at the office, again. But I feel so uneasy. It’s like each person that I passed by while walking going to work looked at me with disgust.
I think this was because of the hate messages that I have been receiving from my so-called-friend almost everyday. And also from Janice’s relatives. They’re blaming me for everything. Of course, they would. They didn’t know about my side. They believe whatever Janice would say. She had this kind of talent that everything that she would say always sounded real.
I already deactivated my f*******: account again after a week. Some of my batchmates during college who knew Janice and me also sent me those messages. That I was disgusting and I should rot in hell. Her cousin’s even said that they want to beat me up for hurting Janice once th
