2 years ago. "Move out of my way, I'm gonna kill her!" Dad yelled at mom. "No, leave her alone. She's just a kid, stop!" My mom yelled as she stood in front of me. An 11 year old should not have to live the this but I don't mind, I got my best friend Lilly. "A kid who always break things and gets in my way." Dad yelled throwing mom out of the way and pointing the pistol at me. "Do it, I dare you!" I spit at him, looking him in the eyes. I heard the gun click. "My pleasure." He said squeezing the trigger. As the bullet went flying, aiming straight for my heart, mom jumped in front of it. She fell to the ground as she took her last breathe. "No!" I yelled as dad dragged me to the closet, throw me in and lock the door. "No, let me out of here. I'm sorry. Please let me out." I yelled, banging on the door. I've been locked in here so many times before, that's why I'm scared of the dark. The last thing I remember is falling asleep.

It's just a bunch of poems I'm writing

Maya Hunter likes to help everyone. She always finds the people who need help, well they find her. Her best friend Mason, who is a year younger, is going through a lot of stuff. Maya's other friends are to. She is trying to make sure her friends and "sister" are okay. Her anxiety is making it hard for her to do anything right. Will she be able to help everyone? Will they all have their "happy ever after"? Or will she fail?