There are things in life you don't expect. Tradgedies, Memories, Happiness, Love, Sadness.. Life can make us want to give up a lot, but if we wait just a little longer something will come through the clouds and light up our lives. People often ask why we live when this world is full of so much hate and despair? We live to prove that we're strong and can make it through anything. We do it to show we're not weak. The way you survive is what determines your life. Hannah was not always the most.. Cheerful girl. She waited day after day for someone to come "save" her. Sometimes the person you're waiting for to save you is yourself. You can't wait for someone to come save you forever because that person may not come. Before you can love, you have to learn to love yourself. Trust yourself with decisions and care for yourself as you would another. Respect yourself and be responsible. This girl, you could say she had everything someone happy would want. Inside though, Hannah was screaming wanting to get out. She hid it well and you could never tell how much she hurt. Buried inside her, the pain, depression, despair, hurt and heartbrokeness. All buried inside this tragically beautiful girl. She never let anyone see the inside of her.. The real her. Hannah thought it was okay to be alone. When she realized it wasn't, Hannah was too late. Save yourself or fall down. Hurt yourself or let someone else hurt you. Be with someone or be alone. Life is full of choices.. Many different choices. Along your way, you will trip and fall and it will hurt. No matter what anyone else says, it will. You should always try and keep yourself upright, that way no one can hurt you. Don't let anyone tell you what's wrong and what's right. That's a decision you have to make for yourself. Hannah's story started out with a teenager in her first year of highschool. New Kids, New Friends, New Teachers, Peers and all that in between. Everything was a change for her. She adapted well, but inside she was dying. Little Hannah got good grades and tried to not let people bother her, but it's not the easiest task in the world. Girls would call out and say "Ew" or "Go away, Freak".. Boys.. They were worse. "Hoe", "Loser", "Bitch".. Or they'd push her. No one ever saw it or ever stepped up to try and help her. It was the worst thing about highschool for her. It hurt her like no other. The terror at home.. Was worse. Her Father yelled and her Mother was always in pain.. It was a neverending world of hurt for Hannah. She'd sit in her room thinking about all her mistakes, wrapped up in all the lies, heartbreak and hurt. The way she felt was.. Hurt, Alone, Depressed, Scared. Scared to trust anyone, afraid they'd push her away again. Hannah was alone.. As alone as a person can get in a crowded room. No one understood how she felt and people always asked.. "What's wrong?". She just couldn't explain it. It was too much for her. No one would understand she thought.
What can I do to escape?.. Escape. Escapee. The words running through her head, day after day. Hour after hour.. She needed to escape.