One thing that Melissa was certain was that she was not the victim, no she refused to be the victim infact she believed that she was worse than the victim. While growing up, she knew that many believed that she had it all _ she had whatever she wanted whenever she wanted but only she knew that it was all false or maybe some parts were true. All she ever wanted was to live a simple live, her mother's love, family members caring for her, having good friends that love her unconditionally, but no, none of those ever came through, no matter what she did she never fitted in, she was either expected much from or push aside when they thought that she had no value. she was always able to mask it up with her delightful smiles whereas within herself she was slowly dying. Each time the world reminded her of the harsh reality, she could not help but cry herself to bed not because she felt weak but because she felt overwhelmed. And however her life turned out, she believed that one day she would look back at these days with a smile on her face, and even if that day never came, she hoped that someday she would be just fine. "HOW UNFORTUNATE THAT THE SEED SHE PLANTED GREW THIS DEEP" * " TELL ME, IS IT NOT A WASTE OF TIME THAT PEOPLE ENGAGE IN THAT?" she asked as she continued to stare at the group of friends. " NO, IT ISN'T. THE JOY OF HAVING THAT ONE PERSON AROUND IS ALWAYS WORTH IT" He smile as look toward the direction her eyes were focused " I NEVER EXPERIENCED THAT" She said sadly as memories of....