There once was a girl who had bright turquoise and white wings. She loved to help people that's what she felt her purpose was in life to help and that's all she did even if it hurt her. All she did is help and help and help. She had a secret mystical garden to fly and to spend time alone and think. Eventually she started realizing she was getting used by the people she was helping. Her wings started to dull and get darker because of this. Then someone burned her garden someone that she had helped, someone that she thought had loved her, someone that she loved, but they betrayed her and that broke her. Even in the broken shell of her former self she continued to help but every day after helping people she would go back to the ruins of the garden. When she started getting mistreated she started thinking that she did something wrong. That she hurt people and that's why they were like this. She believed they were treating her like she deserved to be treated. Every day she started digging a hole in the former garden getting deeper and deeper by the day as she started hating herself more and more. She never let anyone know of her struggles and hatred for herself and she knew if anyone knew that they would just use her more. One day she finally snapped she gave up and stopped helping and she curled up in the hole ready to disappear. But people noticed that she wasn't helping that, she wasn't there and at first they didn't think anything of it they didn't care but after awhile of her not showing up they started looking for her. Everyone gave up except for one that had started to care about her and love her but he never told her. He looked for months until finally he found her in the hole in the burned down garden. He saw that the once sweet bright happy girl was a broken depressed shell of her form and her wings were now almost completely black with some dark blue speckles. He saw her and dove down into the hole. He was the first one to ever try to help her and he told her that he was here to help. She just laid there curled up and then she slowly started crying. The boy was taken aback he had never seen her like this but he didn't leave he didn't just stand there ether he reached out a hand. She finally looked up at him and started saying everything that she had done, and been through, and thought, and he listened. He was the first to actually listen instead of brushing her off and invalidating her. They sat like that for the entire night until the girl finally stopped crying and went quiet and said thank you. She took his hand and he helped her for the first time of many to come and slowly day by day the color and light started coming back into her wings. They would never be the same as before but he would be by her side no matter what and help her though everything. She stopped helping as much as she did before. Now it's her turn to help herself and for others to help her.
THE END
This will probably only be one part but I might decide to do more but thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed
I hope you have a great day/night
-Maya
