No one noticed her dying inside for as long as she could remember. She just wanted one person to tell her everything will be ok. All she wanted was a break. A break from taking care of everyone around her. A break from trying to make her parents proud. A break from life… She was so scared, so lonely. Everyone always saw her as this angry, sad, little girl. But no one could ask her why she felt this way. Her anger, a way to cover up her hurt, her fear, her problems. Her sadness, a way to show people that she wasn’t ok. She wanted to disappear for a while. Maybe forever.