The same routine day by day, it never changed. She never changed. It grew on her that she could never forget it, even when she tried.

Treated like a freak, a weirdo, worse of all nothing. What was the use of living when no one wanted you she thought.

As time passed she became depressed, she had no one to tell her sorrows, no shoulder to cry on. No one.

No matter how hard she tried, they just pushed her away and told her to leave, saying she wasn't wanted and or needed.

They broke her and destroyed what she was. They changed an innocent girl to a monster and worse of she felt she liked it. She was feared by all and she loved it.

But did she truly love it, did she fine happiness in it all. The truth was no. She didn't. She wanted peace and kindness, she wanted a friend.

But she was unlucky, she had no friend, no prince charming to save her and it pricked her soul.

All she ever wanted was to be accepted, to have a place. To be with someone and have someone with her but no, they all stole it away from her, but why?

Now she goes around hurting and breaking people just like they did to her. She does what had been done to her to others, not caring at all.

Could we blame her, she was someone who needed something. She wasn't harmful or evil, She was good and pure. But it was snatched from her, taking away before she even noticed.

She's a bully,

She hurts others,

She makes them feel pain,

She makes them her.

Then it came.

What she never had,

A hero.

He came and stood up for them, he was what she always wanted, but he was already too late to save her. It hurt her and burned her heart with jealousy.

She hated him, why? Cause he couldn't save her, he wasn't there for her but he was there for them

He faught against her, he did all he could to stop her but could her? He hurt her, he pushed her, he defended them and she looked at them with envy. He tried all he could to stop her, Did he?

Yes,

He stopped her and put her to an end. He made her see what she'd done and showed her how she hurt them. How she did worse, how she did worse than ever before.

How she was worse, than the ones who hurt her and how to everyone she was a monster, a cold blooded monster.

He opened her eye to all she'd done and then,

Then,

She broke.

She felt hurt and alone, again. The sick pleasure she found in hurting them, it was gone. All gone.

The only distraction she had to close her eyes and hide her pain and sorrow, it was gone and then she broke.

With no dignity left, no one to turn to, no one to help her she fled. She ran and ran and ran.

Then she found out one thing as she stopped, she wasn't needed and she had no place. She had nothing.

The ones who hurt her were gone and were now renewed. They were changed and she was, She.

While they changed, they all had hands to welcome them back but she had no one and then and there, she fell to her knees and cried.

She cried and cried until she ran out of tears, she wiped her face and got on her feet. Dragging her body along the way until she got there.

She closed her eyes and wiped her tears, which she barely noticed were dropping.

She uttered one word to seal her fate, to end her and her terror. To close the path of pain she'd caused and all she'd done,

before she dropped and fell

and fell

and fell

and,

Fell.

That one word which she'd never uttered, the word she had no one to say to. The word she'd wished a million times to say to someone,

And it was,

"Goodbye."

But as it happened, deep in the bushes he watched and saw and cried for why?

He'd hoped silently to himself and he tried but it didn't happen. He couldn't do it and he didn't.

He didn't save her.