Nowhere To Go

You can do it. You can leave. You can get in that car and leave everything behind.
No one is going to stop you. No one is going to tell you to come back.
Hell, no one is going to miss you.
So, what's stopping? What is keeping you from leaving this so call life? Are you self-destructive? Is that it?
Or is it maybe that you like the abuse? But that can't be it, right? No human being could possibly stand let alone endure what you go through.
So why do you stay? Why live a life with nothing but pain and torture?

Her name was Josephine. And she was loved. She had what every human being could possible want. A good family and amazing friends. There was nothing missing in her life. Her life was perfect.
Until it wasn't.
Its funny how in a matter of seconds, your perfect life can be destroyed.
You don't even blink, and everything is gone. Everything that you held close to you heart is gone, pulverize into thin air.
And there is nothing you can do to have that life back.
So, what do you do when you have nowhere to go?
What do you do, when there is nothing left for you to live for?

Author's note:
I am not writer. I'm just a someone with thoughts and ideas in her head. Don't be harsh while reading this. I am no expert in writing stories.