I always saw her crying in the bathroom stall,<\/em><\/p>\n I watched kids push her and throw her books in the hall.<\/em><\/p>\n <\/p>\n I saw things she thought no one ever did,<\/em><\/p>\n I wonder why she hid.\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n <\/p>\n I continued to watch her every day, until I thought maybe there was something I could say,<\/em><\/p>\n But I was overcome with popularity and pride, so I turned my back and walked away.\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n <\/p>\n The next month our teacher made an announcement, saying that one of our classmates had passed,<\/em><\/p>\n My face felt hot and my heart beat fast.<\/em><\/p>\n I didn\u2019t have the right to cry, I didn\u2019t have the right to shed a tear,<\/em><\/p>\n Why didn\u2019t I say anything; I\u2019ve been watching her for years.\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n I saw her family standing in all black,<\/em><\/p>\n And I swear I almost had a heart attack.<\/em><\/p>\n Running mascara, messy hair,\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n Why did it take me so long to care?<\/em><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Years went by and I now have a husband and a little girl,\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n I did everything I could to give her the world.\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n But one day my child\u2019s radiant smile began to fade,<\/em><\/p>\n She no longer would plead and beg to go with dad to the arcade.\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n She wore sweatshirts and baggy clothes,<\/em><\/p>\n \u00a0The teachers at school suggested she\u2019d rather spend time alone.<\/em><\/p>\n \u00a0My mind wandered back to when she was little and would beg for more play dates,<\/em><\/p>\n Little did I know this would be her fate.<\/em><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Her excitement on Christmas morning no longer existed,<\/em><\/p>\n And I could see her perspective on life was deep and twisted.<\/em><\/p>\n Her grades were dropping, she quit playing basketball,\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n It seems as if she was gliding down a slippery slope,\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n With no one to catch her as she continued to fall.<\/em><\/p>\n <\/p>\n I tried to catch her, time and time again,\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n But it seemed as if her broken heart was unable to mend.\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n Her perfect clear skin began to scar,<\/em><\/p>\n \u00a0She no longer wanted to lay outside with mom and look at the stars.\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n I tried to help, but all she ever said was \u201cI\u2019m fine,\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n I should have known that was the number one sign.\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n <\/p>\n I sat on my porch under my daughter’s room,\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n One peaceful and quiet Saturday afternoon.<\/em><\/p>\n As I was brewing my coffee, I heard a scream,<\/em><\/p>\n I immediately ran upstairs, dropping my coffee, my feet sopped in a puddle of cream.\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n I ran faster than I ever have to my beautiful babies room,<\/em><\/p>\n But I already felt doomed.\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n <\/p>\n She laid there on the ground,<\/em><\/p>\n Faster, my heart began to pound.<\/em><\/p>\n Her hands were cold, her body gone,<\/em><\/p>\n I knew I would see her again, but I couldn\u2019t wait that long.\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n <\/p>\n I tried my best to make it through every day,<\/em><\/p>\n \u00a0But there was just so much I needed to say.<\/em><\/p>\n I went to my daughters room and sat on the floor,<\/em><\/p>\n I wouldn\u2019t have to miss her anymore.<\/em><\/p>\n I grabbed some pills and closed my eyes,\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n I was about to end it all, but then I saw her there, standing by God\u2019s side.\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n It was the girl from my high school, and in her arms she held my beautiful little girl,<\/em><\/p>\n My insides immediately began to swirl.<\/em><\/p>\n I unclenched my fist and the pills fell from my hand,<\/em><\/p>\n I finally understood God’s plan.<\/em><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Years later I was driving in my car past an old creek,<\/em><\/p>\n Until I was startled by the sound of a young girl’s shriek.<\/em><\/p>\n I saw a girl fall into the freezing water,<\/em><\/p>\n I bolted out of my car in hopes to spot her.<\/em><\/p>\n I dove in after her and threw her onto the shore,<\/em><\/p>\n But it was a little too late to save one more.<\/em><\/p>\n <\/p>\n I shut my eyes and drown to the bottom of that creek,<\/em><\/p>\n My physical body getting more and more weak.\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n <\/p>\n But my soul was filled with an unbelievable power,\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n I soared to the heavens where I was reunited with my baby girl again,<\/em><\/p>\n And she reminded me that not every story has to have an end.\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n <\/p>\n We looked down upon the girl from the creek,<\/em><\/p>\n And watched her grow stronger every passing week.\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n She grew up to be strong and kind,\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n Always keeping that day in mind.<\/em><\/p>\n She prayed every day,<\/em><\/p>\n Thanking the lord for not taking her away.<\/em><\/p>\n I smiled at my daughter, and she smiled back at me,<\/em><\/p>\n I wonder who she would have grown up to be.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Kathleen Levins I always saw her crying in the bathroom stall, I watched kids push her and throw her books in the hall. I saw things she thought no one ever did, I wonder why she hid.\u00a0 I continued to watch her every day, until I thought maybe there was something I could… <\/p>\n