Every day it gets harder… Every day is like a nightmare. Soon she detaches herself from everything. She screams out for help but no one can hear her. Have you ever wondered how easy it is to run in front of a car. Or to jump out of a window. Do you know how easy it would be for her to swallow up all her pills and everything will be gone. Will people ever learn how much words hurt? Will they ever see how much pain they cause towards others? Little by little, a part of her is gone. You can see it through her eyes or the way she fakely smiles. But people here don’t care about you unless you’re popular, pretty or dead. They don’t notice the scars she hides under her bracelets. They don’t notice the pain behind her eyes. They don’t notice that girl I’m talking about is me.. No one does.