With it's title in her finest writting: "The one who lost my trust". There's books she's scared to open, and books she doesn't close, stories of of evey person she's met. Stories stretched out in endless rows. Some people have only a sentence, while others once held a main part.
Thousands of inky footprints, that they've left across her heart. You might wonder why she does this, why write of people she once knew? But she hopes... One day she'll mean enough for someone to write about her too.