I can pin point the very day my life changed forever, it was a good day, a reprieve from the hell I experience on a daily basis. A dark cloud of depression follows me everywhere I go, I have nothing left. I don't know what's worse, feeling the taunts, the punches or feeling nothing at all. At least I had my blade, it gave me a small piece of control, they could hurt my body, my flesh. but I would never let them have my tears. I don't remember ever being happy, until I met Jaxon. funny how life turns you, mutilates you and spits you out, leaves you with a soul shattered beyond recognition, then gives you one thing to be thankful for but I fear it's too late because I'm broken, no one can save the forsaken. No one can love the unlovable. I'm Ashley and this is my story.