She felt alone. She felt like no body cared. She was over the edge.

She was trapped with emotions she was never aware of... She didn’t care anymore. She would be vulnerable with anyone. Anyone who would listen. She wondered do they hear me cry. Do they know how I feel? Can they see my layer of skin? Do they know why I am the way I am.
I want to change. I want to be a better person. This was the day she gave up THE MEAN GIRLSS. She would never be the same again.
She wouldn’t trip the geeks in the hallway. She wouldn’t pay people to do her homework. She was going to be new.
It has been two weeks since her slap of the face in reality. She was changed. Or so she thought.