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part 1

There was a little girl, that like all the other little girls, started growing up.
She always was nice to people, and she wanted people to be nice to her.

That's how it all started. It was so dark outside, but in her head the demons were screaming so loud. And she was feeling so weak. Her eyes were puffed because she spent the whole night crying between her pillows. Her mom never noticed that she was going insane. Her life was such a mess.

On the streets people were walking so fast. Chasing life before death would come and take them. She was looking at them as if they were art. She was hoping someone would look at her too. Just to see if she was enough to be noticed. But nobody did so. And she kept walking. She went to the bridge. Her breath was so loud and her eyes shined. An old man smiled to her. She wasn't sure if he smiled to her so she looked around and realized she was all alone. The old man laughed and walked by.

The wind was surrounding her with his power and she felt as if she wasn't able to resist. So she walked on the bridge. The waves of the river were so dark. So scary. And she sat on the handrail of the bridge with her legs hanging down.

The moon was up. Overhead. She was sure she heard music coming from the water. She was sure there was something to discover. And she wanted to discover the whole world. She jumped.

She felt the cold running all over her body. She felt it all, the anger inside her changing onto anxiety and then pascience.