text: Chains wrapped around her arms holding her down, Chains wrapped around her throat keeping her in check, Chains around her body holding her still, chains tying her legs together making sure she doesnt run. Every move she makes is watched, be it slight movement or big movement. Always ordered around, told what to do, how to feel. I have only known her for a short time but I can see the chains holding her back. She shows a smile on her face when she is around people but I can see through it, the cold heartbroken eyes that are hidden behind a mask of smiles, The tears running down her cheeks. I want to help her, I can help her... I can't help her. She is too far from me. I won't be able to make it in time, but if I stop now who knows what might happen, I have to try, even if it hurts. I can't let her fall any further into the darkness. I asked her if she wanted to hang out after school today. Luckily enough she agreed! Now I just have to show her the light that is left in this cold world of darkness. Although I’m not too sure what exactly I'm going to do I know that making her happy will help. I took her to a theme park! We went on many rides and won her many prizes. It took a while but eventually I was able to see her smile. It was filled with tears and genuine laughter but it was beautiful. The genuine happiness on her face almost put me in tears too. I invited her out again to go someplace else to which she agreed. She came to school this morning with red marks and bruises on her, when I asked her what had happened she just said she had gotten attacked by bullies. I know she was lying but I can't bring it up. Bringing it up will only cause problems for her. For the past week I spent every day after school with her. Taking her out to places, watching movies together and eating lots of yummy foods together, It was the best. After school on friday she said she wanted to talk to me about something. So I suggested we head to the roof of the school. When we got there she broke down in tears telling me about the physical abuse she has had since growing up from her parents, The unrealistic expectations put on her by her parents, the emotional trauma they caused by their cold words and how although she has friends I am one of the only people she can consider an actual friend. She told me she was thankful for me spending time with her, but before she could say anything else I hugged her tightly, we embraced each other and I told her in a soft loving tone “Although there is much pain in the world everything will get better in the end, I understand your pain as I have gone through it all too. You may think about ending it here and there but I assure you there is much in this world to live for.” She then asks me “Can I live for you?, Can you show me the rest of the light in this world?’’ “I would love to but my time is already up.” I reply She looked up at me with a confused expression to which I smiled back at her and said “Unlike you I ended my suffering long ago, and I am only here now to make sure you don't make the same mistake.” She held me tightly while crying her heart out as I slowly start to fade away “I don't want you to go! I don't want to be left alone again!” she wailed I tell her not to worry that I will always be with her, as I point to her heart. I then hold her cheek and kiss her lips as I completely fade away into nothingness. As I am drifting off into an eternal slumber I think to myself, Did I save her? Will she find happiness again? Then a smile crosses my face as I realise how stupid I am for thinking I didnt.