She felt nothing as she watched everyone in her family leave her behind, she did not cry. She stared blankly at a wall, and she did this untill she felt the oxygen return to her lungs. Taking in a deep breathe, and waiting only a fraction of a second for it to burn more than touching a naked flame wih her bare finger tips. Her lungs ached for the want to breathe in acceptance like the fresh air that swirled outside the frosted windows on cold friday nights, she longed to breathe in love like the sweet warm air that whipped around rocks on the beach during the summer. The girl she had become when she was abandoned, no one was expecting her to become. But then again, the people that expected something of her had left her behind to fend for herself.
