If Evie had lived she would have known more.
More about the lie she had been living.
Perhaps it was better this way.
Her killing herself.
For it may have been easier then knowing the truth.
I make her sound cowardly.
She wasn't.
She was the strongest person I have ever known.
It broke me to see her go.
I saw it coming.
I don't know why I didn't tell anyone.
She hid it so well.
Evie died weak.
The secrets broke her.
If Evie had lived she would have learned.
Her mother did not commit suicide.
Her father murdered her.
If Evie had lived she would have discovered.
That cold night Allie was home?
She was really with Evie's boyfriend.
If Evie had lived she would have been told.
That Alan loved her.
That moment in the grocers, he was going to tell her.
Yet he would have later anounced it had been a dare.
He'd admit he didn't love her.
If Evie had lived she would have been spiteful.
She'd have run away.
She'd have found a better life away from her past.
She'd have made herself a better future.
But Evie didn't live.
She died that night.
She died without friends or family.
Evie died alone.
She had swallowed some pills before her father came home.
She intended to die before he even hit her.
Before she saw Alan.
Before she went to Allie's house.
She wanted to die.
And she did.
She died that night.
She died without friends or family.
Evie died alone.