She started wearing long sleeves. But no one seemed noticed. She didn't want them to, but just the fact that they didn't. Are they worried for her like they used to be? Or are they turning against her. She doesn't feel safe at home, she can't be herself, if only words could describe how she felt. Hell, she didn't even know what she felt. Its all over the place. One person made her feel happiness. But it wasn't enough. It might sound selfish, but she couldn't get love from just him. She wanted to feel loved from her family. For once if they could be proud if her. For once if they would notice her sad. If only she knew what love from a family felt like.
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