Chapter 1

She was a baby, observing what was going around her,

absorbing while they though she wasnt, and each day something darker was growing inside of her.

He was screaming, breaking things, pushing her around, crying and losing his mind.
while she was just staring at him with that cold empty look of hers not saying a word and not moving at all.

Why are you leaving me?
what have i done wrong this time, god Francesca nothing is ever good enough for you.
I cant stand it anymore, this is not working, why are you like this !

That was every other weeks fight with him, nothing ever changed.

He never understood was was wrong with her, he never tried to anyways.

that night she left the house and decided to write, write her pain away, write to awaken the ladies out theri, the parents the men everyone so no one can ever ask her why again!

im leaving now 'she said'
I need to be alone, dont be afraid i wont leave you.
i just need to do it my self this time.

Do what? 'he asked'
I am not following Francesca.

Do what i was always scared to do,
I will come back when im done.
'She said'

She packed her stuff and got in her car. she drove and drove till she reacher her distnation.
That small aprtment facing the beach.

Where her redwine was there and that old wooden table with lots of papres where she started but never fiished.

she dropped her stuff and went for a walk on the beach, it was almost midnight, windy and she was bearly dressed, but she didnt care, she was drowning in her past and what it did to her present.

she walked back and forth on the beach for hours, till she got so tired and decided to lye down on the sand.
The sun was rising and she felt a sleep, on the sand.

That girl was so tired, tired of her past that ruined her present, she was scared of her future, but she wake up everyday smiling pretending, and acting her way thorugh out the day.

She was trying everyday.

And with all what she did till now, it wasnt her giving up, it was simply her ttrying differntly this time.

To be continued...