Introduction

One evening a Lilly was looking out her bedroom window. She was on the second floor of her grandpa's home, now her parents. She moved into this house five years ago, when she was eleven. She's a petite girl with medium length brown hair and piercing green eyes. She always wore long sleeves shirts and pants covering the bruises. It wasn't always bad though.

As she looked out into sunset remembering when she was about 5 years old and she went to the zoo with her grandpa. He carried her on his shoulders and showed her all of the different animals. He loved making funny faces with her. Her grandpa always made her feel safe and loved, but he's gone now and she doesn't have his silly faces to make her feel better anymore.

She felt a tear roll down her cheek. She hunched over and and let the pain of missing her grandpa and the new bruise on her arm be cried away in silence. She didn't want to make too much noise in fear that her parents might hear her. The beatings got worse if she made noise.

She quietly climbed down from the bench under the window and crawled into bed. Ready for sleep to take over. She was starting high school the next day.