she felt as if her world was spinning so fast that she couldnt keep up. how long could she go on running to keep up with the fact that she was going through boyfriends, friends, homework, babysitting her mother, and trying to do it all at once. she had noone she could go to no one that would listin no one...no one.
her father never got to see her and when he did he was high. she couldnt stand her grandmother because she lived with the woman for 5 years. her grandfather couldnt care less. and her friends didnt understand..she couldnt put her pain into words simple enough for anyone to relize what hell she was feeling and going though. but she just keep trying... thinking of death and how simple it would be but she had to much to do and take care of to leave it to never be done she wouldnt let her self do that so she would live the rest of her life missrable waiteing for a car to hit her or someone would pull a gun on her

she prayed she would be that lucky