There was a girl. A girl who like most of us wasn't treated fairly. Who was taught her live is worth nothing. Who lived her life repeating that rhyme about broken bones hurting less than the names and words we were called, and we got called them all. Broken bones heal. The emotional and mental scars we bear never will. People never believe us about those scars. We are forced to pretend as if we are alright when we aren't. She lived like us. Always forced to wear a mask. Always smiling no matter how much pain she was in. We will not be telling you her name, where she lives, or even what she looks like. We will tell you that She does exist. This is her story. At least it's her story as we have been told it. Trigger warnings will appear throughout the book. If you can't read this please don't force yourself. <3