Once upon a time there was a teen age girl who lived in a world that was constantly bombarded by men that her mother would date. Each time a new man came in to her world, the teen would disappear to barely existing, she would only exist on that short time it was her birthday or sometimes a holiday. The teens only way to get noticed was by her mom constantly yelling at her, even when she did nothing. The mom had violence in her, which almost killed that girl a few times, and blamed the girl for almost everything wrong in the mothers life. The teen girl was tiered of trying to please her mom at age 10 and was in the process of killing herself...till her mother walks in. The teen then continued to on with her life like nothing happened for the fear that people would judge her. She grew older and had become depressed, more than before. She had many thoughts of suicide and had many chances of doing it. She didn't, she decided that even though its horrible now and may be horrible a little longer, she looked in the mirror and stated, "If I die that will be their easy way out and mine, I rather go out fighting."