A certain amount of depression had left Angel's heart. Now , it had become an agonizing mix of fear , and anxiety. (Why would someone try to save ME?) She then faced the door to her small 2 bedroom , Family Room/ Kitchen mix , which had recently been found close to unfit to live in after the roach infestation that they couldn't afford to get rid of. Now , another thought was going threw her confused brain. She had forgotten how sore her face was until now. She brought her hand up to her right...

A gloom hung over the sky as a young girl walked down the cracked asphalt , black like the eyeliner running down her whelped , and blotchy face. Makeup to cover up her bruised face , and wrist bands to cover her self inflicted wounds. The pounding thoughts of abuse , and suicide buzzing in her head , as she drug herself over to the only tree , in the entire decrepit neighborhood , which she frequently visited. Feeling overwhelmed by the emotion , she dug her nails into the fungus infested bar...

A gloom hung over the sky as a young girl walked down the cracked asphalt , black like the eyeliner running down her whelped , and blotchy face. Makeup to cover up her bruised face , and wrist bands to cover her self inflicted wounds. The pounding thoughts of abuse , and suicide buzzing in her head , as she drug herself over to the only tree , in the entire decrepit neighborhood , which she frequently visited