Dom watched her walk in. She reminded him of Jesse when he came to live there. He was all buried and beaten. No one saw her. She didn't move from the bed. She was a shadow. A shadow no one knew its name. The memories came running through her, I was like a play with out sound.

Her dad came home, drunk as usual. He grabbed he and through her against. He ran over and started punching and kicked her. Her mom ran over and tried to get him off of her. When she did. They both left. Leaving her there. There to die. She could feel her breaths getting shorter and ever thing getting darker. She blacked out. She thought she had died. Then she remembers waking up. There were lights, she thought she was dead. The she saw Brian.

Her parents were drunks, always have and always would. That's why Brian left. She wanted to go with him. May be if she did, none of this would have happened. All she was now was a broken butterfly. She couldn't get up, spread her wings and fly. She was nothing more then a broken butterfly. A tear ran down her face. Then there was a knock on the door.