All I ever did was cry myself to sleep at night of what my father did to the family . Even tho we were rich there was still bad things going on behind close doors. It was just me and my father in this huge house. It was like I always had to put a act on when I go out in public so no one would see the pain and scars. I was this perfect girl with long brown curly hair, thick in all the right places, green and orange eyes, very popular, always dressed fly to people.But in the end one needs more courage to live than to kill himself.Also my name is Jessie but everyone calls me Jess
