eumak203

           A little girl with a pretty dress and bows in her hair lived life happily. The world was innocent, beautiful — no worries to bother her. When she fell and scraped her knee, her mom would put a band aid on and kiss her on the forehead, and her dad would pick her up and put her on his shoulders so she could see the world.           The little girl grew older, and she didn't have bows in her hair anymore. The world started to lose its shine. Her “friends” at school left a gash in her back one day, and it bled as she dragged her feet home. This time, her mom didn't give a band aid or a kiss and her dad wasn't around