Who do i go to? Who do i ask? Who is the criminal at last? Who has bloomed this feeling, deep inside my chest? Loneliness. I heard it is the devil, the one that lies within every soul. I heard he was the one who caused the screams of those parents, who opened the bathroom door to their daughters braids beautifully floating in a blood bath. I heard he was the one who caused the two boys to cry saying "We only wanted to try." sitting next to a body of a girl, no, maybe a doll who had been played with too much. I heard he was the one who caused the two boys to promise to jump on the count of three, so no one wold stay behind to suffer. This loneliness, oh yes the one caused by pulling her hair, by banging her head, by saying things behind her back. Was it really him? The devil that lies within us all? Or was it me? Are we the real ones to ask? Are we the criminals...at last?