Its because I don't know what to say. Everything I could say, that would be telling the truth, would break your hopes. Once upon a time, there was a girl who found that every little thing, she wanted to do that. When she looked in the mirror one day, she discovered that she was dying. Her eyes were already dead. She didn't really care, actually, but she knew that there was life ahead, and that maybe she could please the parents and get them to trust her by asking for some help. So. They sent her to shrink after shrink. One that told her faith is just for comfort (which she realizes now was the truth she didnt want to hear at the moment) and one christian one who was imposing beliefs on her she ended up staying with the christian one, her parents liked her. so. she 'got better' so that maybe someday she would never have to see the bitch with the cross again. and once, the bitch made the mistake of blabbing her mouth, saying the reason the girl had so much anger inside at her parents was because they were dumber than her, and she couldn't make them understand things the way she did. so, the girl, sensing an oppurtunity of the time, told her parents what the bitch with the cross said, and they were embaressed enough to tell the girl that she was better enough and shse never had to see the bitch again. so. the girl is 'better now'. right. and its a LOT harder than she thought. yeah. and she knew that if she had jumped off the hotel, things would have lived happily ever after. but instead she created a world inside her head which she now lives in. the end.