Stories and Poetry

Two

The girl who couldn't be saved:

There's a photo of her when she was younger, she's in a white dress, smiling and laughing with her family. That's probably the last time she was truly happy.

No one knows when or why it happened, but she was good at acting. She would always smile and look happy, but it was all fake. Every laugh and every smile, the not thing that want fame was the blood and the tears.

Everyday she was bullied no one knew but her and them, not her family or friends just her and them. They would tell her every time that she was fat, ugly and not good enough, they told her to kill herself almost everyday. She starved herself and no one noticed. She self-harmed and no one noticed. She always hated being complimented because she thought that she want good enough, no one noticed. Her friends never noticed that she would skip meals, or that she would win when someone bumped her side, they failed to see that the smiles and the laughter was fake, they never saw her eyes red and puffy from crying.

The only time they new she was suffering was the day they were told she was dead. No one knew why she did it only her.

Her funeral was a lie. They talk about a happy girl who was always laughing and smiling, they couldn't of been more wrong. The girl they thought they knew was not the same person.

She is the girl that couldn't be saved.