I once knew a little girl a little girl whose world was destroyed and whose heart was ripped apart. This girl knows the meaning of the word PAIN She knows it too well Not so much physical pain, but mental pain. You see, one night changed her entire life. There was a shot. A gun shot. Four more soon followed. Then there was silence Her father was pronounced dead later that night. The shots were meant for pain and warning; Not Death. This girl could've been next. She could've died along with her father. But she was never harmed. Not physically. This innocent little girl threw her life away. She declared it over. She said she didn't want it anymore. She said she couldn't handle it. Her mind got stuck on death and depression. She even tried suicide. She tried to end her life. This little girl wanted nothing more then to join her father. That one night ruined her. It destroyed her. She lost something she can never get back, and she gained something she never wanted.Birth sign: Not entered
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