Paige, a teenager, who is fighting every day for her life to not come to an end. Hiding behind her baggy clothes and in the shadows of her room, to escape the constant screaming of her parents. She has learned to cry herself to sleep every night. Her depression and anxiety remains silent and known to no one except her best friend Bri. Will Paige be able to hold on to the sliver of hope or lose it all?
Growing up we are told that there are two kinds of families – nuclear and joint – mine is broken.
Funny how my parents never told me that. It's just something I realized while growing up that how unhappy and delusional we are. Even fraud I would say. In public, we're the perfect little family of one and only daughter Paige Martin and my father Brad Martin and my mother Carol Martin. We act like we are the happiest when in reality we are not even close to that.
My parents have been on the verge of divorce since maybe I was 8. It was a big thing for an eight-year-old to find out that her parents maybe don't really love each other. What husband would be sleeping on the couch while his wife bawled her eyes out in her bedroom? The walls were thin, they still are, so now I don't hear any sobbing but the arguments that are no longer low whispered but are screamed at the top of the lungs.
And no, I am not the sad little victim of this, I, too once a week and three times a month engage in arguments with my parents because apparently, I don't understand how much they have sacrificed for me. Trust me I do. Mom sacrificed her job when I was born so she could take care of me. Honestly, I don't think I can ever do that for my child – if I survive that long – because giving up your career is like taking a bullet to your heart.
They remind me on a daily basis that they have given me a roof over my head and the food to eat and clothes to wear and send me to a good school. Funny how these things they see not as basic responsibilities but something that should make me spill out tears in gratefulness. In my seventeen years of life, the only person who has seen me through everything is my best friend, Brianna. She is my sounding board. My human diary. And the only one who knows about the scars on my wrists. But thats a topic of another day. At least, I have food to eat, right?
Chapter 1 PROLOGUE
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Chapter 2 O-N-E
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Chapter 3 3.
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Chapter 4 3.
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Chapter 5 4.
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Chapter 6 5.
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Chapter 7 6.
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Chapter 8 7.
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Chapter 9 8.
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Chapter 10 9.
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Chapter 11 10.
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Chapter 12 11.
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Chapter 13 12.
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Chapter 14 13.
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Chapter 15 14.
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Chapter 16 15.
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Chapter 17 16.
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Chapter 18 17.
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Chapter 19 18.
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Chapter 20 19.
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Chapter 21 20.
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Chapter 22 21.
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Chapter 23 22.
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Chapter 24 23.
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Chapter 25 24.
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Chapter 26 25.
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Chapter 27 26.
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Chapter 28 27.
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Chapter 29 28.
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Chapter 30 29.
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Chapter 31 30.
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Chapter 32 The Letter
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