PLEASE DON'T READ THIS, I BEG OF YOU. FIFTH GRADE ME WAS DRAMATIC AND AN AWFUL WRITER. I ONLY KEEP IT UP FOR THE VIEWS IT HAS AND FOR THE PUBLISHED STORIES COUNT. IF YOU CHOSE TO READ, DON'T HARASS ME FOR SOMETHING I WROTE SO LONG AGO People look at me and they think, "that girl's got the perfect life", sure I look nice and have no visable scars, but sometimes the worst scars are on the inside, where no one, except those who really care, can see them. I just need someone to listen to me... and maybe those scars will disappear. Just maybe....