She did not have a story.

She had a life.

She wrote things down.

She wrote everything down.

She wrote good things down.

She wrote on the web, she wrote emails, she posted.

Sharing was good.

Most things written down were to expel.

To expel and not read again.

When did she start writing things down because she was not believed?

Why did she need to document.

Perhaps she needed to remind herself?

Or she needed proof.

In the end the writing would save her.

Not for vindication, but because she got away.