She always seemed like a quiet, and happy girl. She always did her work never complained, but the truth of it all was at home nobody cared. She'd get beat by her dad, and her mom when her mom got drunk. Of course no one ever knew, she'd cut to take away the pain, when someone would ask about the cuts, she'd think of a quick lie. She'd cry at night but no one ever knew. She always seemed so happy, but that was just a mask she put on. She didn't want anyone to know how screwed up her life really was. The one night things got really bad. She finally had enough. She took a gun, and she put it to her head. She didn't think twice she pulled the trigger, and blew her brains out. No one ever knew how bad she really had it.
