Here's a story of a girl, who grew up lost and lonely.

Soft and gentle. These are the things I wish of myself, that I could be someone who was not scared, someone who was innocent, that saw beyond problems and could just be. Trying to stop it from happening again, that's what I was telling myself when really I just wanted to stop it from happening in the first place. Moving on is something I have trouble doing, I want everything to work and if they don't I walk away, but I am not doing that anymore. I'm staying and I'm fighting and this is all new to me but I think it's worth it.