The girls secret friend 1st person view

A girl runs too the bathroom it's her third try.  No one is here to hear the conversation which she strives. As she has it her face does not show pain, but this time it shows shock. Each day she comes her face shows much surprise. She looks shocked after each time she speaks to me. Shock is now always seen upon her face after our conversations. Yet, as she feels the coldness from my breath upon her face it seems like it is now second-nature to the girl. When our conversations end for the day as the girl leaves she stops and thinks. Her thoughts must be bad for I see her tears stream down her pale face with her blood stained eyes. It seems the girls desire to speak to me arises each day almost like an eternal ritual. She runs to the bathroom to speak with me. As she does she feels my cold breath like a splash upon her skin. She speaks with me as much as she wishes. I see her face each day and the shock grows as I see her reflection through my eyes. Our friendship grows each day, but the pain I originally brought the girl seems to dissipate into nothingness. The dissipation of this pain seems to put her mind in shock. Each day she speaks to me it seems she still expects to feel this pain that once filled her. It is like her mind tells her this is what she should feel. However, the look on her face, the look of shock, just shows instead of pain, she is truly finding comfort from our conversations and I think that is what shocks the girl most of all.