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why am i always the last to know? why? just because i'm dead i don't deserve to go to the ball? oh myrtle is dead and translucent so she has no friends, no need to ask her, she is too dead to have fun! mock me, all of you! hate me, all of you! you cruel, cruel living things! leave me alone to sit in my toilet and die from loneliness! oh no, i can't even die from it! i'm already dead! why is everything so unfair to me? why? because when if you cut me i do not bleed and so i don't have feelings? wrong, all of you! myrtle has feelings! i love parties too! but nobody cares! nobody bothered to tell me about it! if i hadn't been in the prefects' bathroom today i'd never have known anything about it! i hate you all! goodbye cruel world!