The girl who seemed indestructible, broken.

The girl who always laughed, cried.

The girl that never stopped trying, gave up.

She dropped her fake smile as a tear rolled down her down her cheek.

She whispered to herself, "I can't do this anymore."

She watched as the truck drew nearer. She stood on the side of the muddy road.

"I'm sorry", she whispered to no one.

When the truck was about to pass, she leaped in front of it, ending her suffering with a thud.

That was the night I finally understood why people fear silence.