A girl

I wrote this when I was 12...
There once was a girl who could not see. She was sad and depressed about it, but everyday she would put on a brave face and a kind, gentle smiles that fooled everyone. Overtime as she growl she always pushed it aside. The sadness and the grife. She always smiles but but evern the sadness which grow so strong it showed in her blind eyes, but no one ever noticed it. No one noticed throw the smile the lies she held in it. The way she keeper to her self.

One day after many years of grief, sadness, depression, and sparrow. She was teird of the lies of life. She went to the old park over grown with trees, down a old path. She stopped at a bench that was old and broke, did she start to cry. She pulled out her blade. So she could feel she be gane to cut and as her tiers and blood mixed on the grown, it began to rain. She thought "aww how lovely the sky is crying with me..." She began to fell cold yet happy and warm as she began to fall into a deep slumber. But befor she moved one she smiled and Relized that the pain was over the sadness and sorrow where all over. Then breathed her last breath. She died alown yet happy an a cold wet park bench with blind yet happy joyfull eyes.