Hot, angry tears rolled down her face. She could sit in her room crying, the tears just spilling down her cheeks, and they wouldn't even notice. Sometimes she'd just lie down on her bed and think, and think, often in a daze of unhappiness, but they thought she was just wasting her time day dreaming. Sometimes she would stay awake for a long time, thinking and thinking, and not being able to sleep. because of the thoughts spiraling through her mind nonstop. But they didn't know any of this because they never noticed these things. They didn't understand that she was young and needed her fun, that she already had so much going on around her, that sometimes she couldn't handle so much of this at once. That sometimes she needed to break free of all of this.
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