When she was younger.

She was the quiet kid the shy one.

The one who sit all the way at the back to go unoticed.

She was the type of girl who cared about everything.

Every.

Little.

Thing.

She didn’t have a voice she was scared to speak up.

She wasn’t brave.

She was weak.

Her weakness showed.

People fed off of her being the nice one.

She felt as if she spoke up it would be the most horrible thing.

Until she couldn’t take it anymore

She spoke up.

Her mother’s husband whom she thought was a father figure in her life.

Her dad abandoned her when she was little.

She always seemed to look for things she couldn’t get from her dad.

But even so that didn’t fulfill the void she felt.

WHEN HE ABANDONED HER.

She let her mother’s husband in thinking he was there to protect her.

WRONG.

He took her innocence and shredded it like nothing.

He didn’t care about he effected her.

He emotionally broke her.

He took away every last of.

INNOCENCE.

She had.

Which wasnt’t fair.

What did she do to deserve that while she was younger.

She grew up.

To hate men.

To not let anyone get to close.

she learned how to be.

ALONE.