Doubt

There was a girl filled with doubt.
That's what she was all about.
She was given the nickname "Doubt" by her schoolmates.
She was called emo, loser, goth, fat, dumb, bitch, whore, slut, lesbian (no this isn't an insult to any lesbian/gay people), and probably other names.
Until she couldn't live any more.
Until she couldn't take the pain.
Until she was dead.
When she went insane.
When she killed every schoolmate that made fun of her.
Called her those ugly names.
She couldn't bare the thought of being a murderer.
When she was done, she had killed herself.
She had the most imperfections.
But what she didn't know that someone was watching her.
Watching her through all the pain, hoping she would get over it.
Hoping she would heal.
The only person that cared for Doubt.
Doubt's name was actually Eve Violet.
She was always a silent Eve.
Never to talk, but always thought.
Thought of all the people who made fun of her.
She kept asking herself why.
Why.
Why she deserved this.
What did she do?
Then again, she's Doubt.
She used to be a happy girl.
A happy little flower.
Until she realized how stupid life was.
Picked up the habit of smoking.
Cursing.
Her parents didn't care for her.
She depended on herself.
She lost it.
"Fuck it." was her motto.
She lost that little ray of sunshine in her.

This is the story of Eve Violet. (not directed at vio!)