There once was a little girl. She walked around with her light to protect her from the darkness. The darkness tried to hurt her. One day someone dimed her light and the darkness struck. It wrapped around her throat making her gasp for air. It crushed it’s full weight down on her shoulders. But worse of all it infected her mind. It controlled her. It planted lies that grew into weeds. It convinced her that she was unlovable and worthless. It caused her to isolate herself. For the fear consumed her. The fear of what people would say if they found out about the darkness inside. She didn’t know how to fight it. But her light started to glow again. The darkness ran and hid. They stayed and protected her as she tried to fix what the darkness had destroyed. But the weeds were still inside her mind and the light had no way of protecting her from them. The weeds feed the poor little girl more lies everyday. Until her light flickered out and the darkness struck once again. She has been stuck like this. Her light flickering on and off. The darkness strikes when it can. She begs for this cycle to end. She wishes she knew how to keep her light on. How to get the darkness to let go of her. But she doesn't. So she will repeat this torturous cycle till the darkness claims her permanently.