Under the shimmer of the stars above, a baby girl was born. She grew up with the protection of the stars by her side. All her life. She had felt this comfort in everything she did. Each waking moment, this sense of comfort overwhelmed her but she never knew where it came from. She knew everything would be okay. As she grew older, her innocence faded yet she grew more attuned to herself. This heavy burden fell atop of her when she turned 16. She could no longer express her true self to the people she loved. Holding back secrets that she always had in the back of her mind that wanted to be set free. - Anxiety attacks visited her often; her mind was always racing. The workload continually increased. She no longer wanted to have attention on her but rather be unnoticed. Hiding her identity and emotions with the daily workload of what felt like five people. To try and distract herself from the emotional pain; she would dig her nail into the corner of her wrist. The physical pain distracted from the emotional pain for a while. But eventually it was too much for her to carry. The star's light faded to darkness. They couldn't watch. She took her life. She knew everything would be ok.
