As each day went pass the hope that once consumed me began turning into despair. The birds that once sung a beautiful song now sang a dull melancholic tune. The sunset and its colors were no longer mesmerizing but now a torturous sight that i could not bare to look at. He walked past me leaving shivers running through my body. The hair on the back of my neck stood as my nose caught his scent. The boy i once looked at with kind eyes and a caring soul, that boy who i had only wished to spend the rest of my life with, i had it all figured out. We would graduate together and set off to Cambridge University where he would major in civil engineering and i would achieve my masters in psychology. Our family would be the perfect model family others looked up to. The pain has only gotten worse, this boy that once consumed my all now has the ability to walk past me and not say a word. Home was once place that had always been my escape from the drama. But lately going home became dreadful. After losing my sister last year in the accident everything had begun going downhill. My mum lost her job and was now a professional alcoholic, my dad spent his days with his new family but checked in on me regularly, not that it mattered anyway. I prayed each day hoping everything would get better and life would find a way to restore itself. But it seemed that the impossible would remain impossible. The pain i felt took over me and suicide became most appropriate. It is said that pain is temporary. That it cant last forever. But it does, you just begin to adapt to it. It slowly becomes apart of you and recognizing it is difficult. You begin living this life that not even you are able to understand. This is what became of me. The pain i tried so hard to run from became who i am. It molded me into the person i am today.