Brooke’s eyes filled with tears quickly, as the look of their faces melted into her memory. The two of them, she’d once called her ’’best friends’’ The misery behind ocean eyes disguised itself so well, no one could ever read her. She’d been so good at hiding; no one ever questioned it. The hurting inside only increased the more she thought about the pain. Hot burning pain was always her deepest, darkest demon. Everyone always told her she wasn’t smart enough, never enough, nor talented enough, never the skinniest, always the second choice….Her life had fallen apart. When she allowed her world to break apart around her. Putting up those walls was the first mistake, allowing the mask to be glued to her face, the second, destroying her body for something she thought she wanted…..the third…. Her eyes blackened that night, as her heart died…