What If

Forced smiles. Fake words. They are her little "friends" that help her get through the day.

"Hi, how are you today?" Good

"You look a bit tired, you okay? Yep totally

"I'm so excited!!" Me too

As she smiles and laughs, inside, her heart bleeds. Inside, darkness consumes her with pain and hurt.

But what if. What if she's not the only one? What if others understand her pain?

But what if they don't?