One upon a time, there was a girl. She was born as a fool. To make things worse, her mother died when she was only 9, leaving her at the grasp of the unkind world. Depression was present, but was as silent the falling of snow. How often had she thought of glimpsing at death. But the thought of causing more pain and harm to those she loved killed her even more inside. She would lay awake at night wondering if there was any hope left for her. All this stress, all this worry made her eat. Eat all the worries away. "If only I were skinnier," she thought, but the thought of acid flowing from lips made her sick. Her friends picked gently at her, opening up her brain to things she would never think or hear. She still wanders to this day wondering her "what if's," and her "why's." Wondering if she'll even have enough courage to live up to her name, to protect all mankind.
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