I sit behind the window watching the other kids play... I'm 9 years old and wondering, "What if I just weren't here today?". Anywhere I go, there isn't any good; only the kids who bully me throughout the neighborhood. What would you do if you were this little lady? She cries, "I'm only nine years old, and everybody hates me!". Mom ad dad never help; they take another sip of Vodka and say, "Oh, well!". I came home from school on another stressful day; dad was drunk and didn't know his strength... The world now knows what it's like without me today... He's sober now and crying, "I'm sorry!", as I watch from Heaven and whisper, "...I'm gone now, don't worry".