Behind the Door

Once upon a time there lived a girl. A special girl that lived in a world she barely knew, she didn't even know herself. Always left alone, she drifted through life in a protective bubble that she filled with music. Lost in songs that helped her escape, that encompassed her feelings of loneliness and the need for adventure, to save herself from those who should have loved her unconditionally. They should have; but instead they mistreated and lied and hurt her repeatedly. She hid the pain, concealed it and never let them know how much she hated them. It started the day she turned 10, they believed that she was finally old enough to look after herself. So she was forced to cook, clean, get herself to school and protect herself. They had never doted on her before but at least they had thrown food in the microwave twice a day and driven her to the school gate! As the years passed they expected more; more work, more space, and gave her less; less love, less time, less protection. By the time she was 13 she had lost faith in them ever changing. Six years after that she began her life, and left them behind.