She wakes up to the sound of her alarm clock.
She sits up and her cheek is wet, still.
She gets up and gets ready to go the dreaded place called school.
She goes on her phone and checks twitter.
More messages.
She doesn't read them all.
She eats breakfast.
She does her hair, not really caring because she knew no matter what it looks like, no one will care. No one will like it.
She applies a little foundation, though she doesn't need it, and applies some mascara.
She gets dressed and brushes her teeth.
She drives herself to school, and walks inside.
The populars walk by and ask if she saw all the twitter messages and laugh.
She tries to stay hidden, but everyone knows.
Her parents think she lives a fairy tale life.
There's no escape. They follow her to school, everywhere. At home online.
She walks around lifeless.
She's grown too weak.
She doesn't eat anything at lunch, part of her just wants to be super skinny, the other part just doesn't have an appetite.
She walks around with no emotion. She is broken, but nobody sees.
She is broken.
She goes home later and walks up to her room. It seems like the same thing everyday.
There's a dance coming up.
There is every year.
Her mom doesn't know that, because she never goes.
Nobody ever asks her.
She cries, goes in the bathroom and makes many deep cuts.
She comes out after a while.
Her mom gets home.
She doesn't eat.
She just keeps reading the messages she doesn't want to.
She doesn't want to, but something inside of her tells her to.
She feels like she has no life, it being the same day after day.
She is broken, but nobody tries to pick her back up.
Or is it only because some people don't see she is?
She tries to look happy, she tries to make other people happy.
She doesn't want people to feel the same way she does.
She knows what it feels like for everyone to turn their backs on her.
She doesn't want them to feel the same way.
She doesn't want her family crowding her, so she hides it from them.
She doesn't want them worrying.
What if those people are right?
Would it be better not to be alive?
Would anyone care if she died?
Nobody seems to care about her now.
She's thought about suicide so many times before, but never had the courage to go through with it.
Her 9 year old sister walks in because she wants to hang out with her big sister.
She tells her to get out.
She asks why. She just wants to hang out with her.
She yells go away to her.
She is on her laptop and she is yelling at her and crying.
Her sister is scared and yells for her mom.
Her mom comes up and she is shaking and crying and looking at the laptop screen.
The voices are back, telling her to kill herself, no one will care.
Her mom is worried and tells her younger sister to go out.
She is shaking her head and repeats no, no, people do care!
She starts crying harder.
Her mom grabs the laptop and looks at all the messages.
She's shocked.
Her daughter never told her any of this.
She has tears in her eyes and keeps scrolling through all the hateful, disgusting messages about her daughter.
She thought her daughter was fine.
But she wasn't.
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Escaping Life
RandomShe lived a life she didn't want. She hated herself and everyone around her. She cut herself. She didn't want to feel that way. She didn't want to be alive.
