You know, I thought it was finally over. All the fighting and yelling for no reason, but I guess not. It was peaceful for a really long time; now I stand here utterly clueless about why I am getting screamed at. My inner child is yelling “leave, run, why are they doing this to us?” but I can’t move. I take the pain and the hurt because honestly, it is better than not feeling anything at all. After the yelling finally stops, I go to my bed and lie in silence hoping I will sink into my bed and disappear into the comfort of my sheets. I know it won’t happen, but a girl can dream. 

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I never really thought my life would turn out this way. When I was a kid, my parents seemed so happy, but I guess they were just hiding from the truth like the rest of us. Now I listen to them screaming at each other like maybe this is their last fight. Then it seems like they're tired of yelling at each other so they yell at me instead. So once again I am sneaking out of my bedroom window to go to the park and lay there and look at the stars.  

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You know this is the only reason that makes me not want to disappear anymore. The stars are endless and will always be there for me. They watch over me and never leave. They are my best friends that never talk back or scream at me. I get to do all of the talking while they listen.

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The next thing I know someone comes and lays down next to me. Doesn’t say a word—just lies there looking at the stars. He asks why I am here. I just tell him I come here to think. Then we talk for hours about life and for the first time in my whole life I find someone that relates to me and understands my pain. I don’t even know his first name.  

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I finally ask, “So who are you?” but I don’t get an answer. I look over, but no one is there. Maybe it will always just be me and the stars until one day I disappear.