I tried.

Casey Lovintry has always been the lowest of the low, she's been bullied beyond belief, but she realizes that she has a life ahead of her, that she, herself is actually an okay person. But then she realizes that the bullies themselves don't deserve a life like the one their living. Casey feels that its her job to help them, she knows there is potential in them, but if only they saw the potential that they could be great people. If only they knew and stopped striving for perfect. If only they realized that we are only imperfect. "I thought you were different," I whispered to my water stained walls, the gray paint chipping off like they didn't have the strength to hold on, but barely- their hope was stronger than their muscles. Like me. The only thing that kept me going was my hope that things could change.