The girl who you thought was so sweet, calm and timid? She goes home every night to parents who are sat on the couch, their faces glazed over with sadness and emptiness present in their eyes.
A bottle in their hands with four finished beer bottles laying on the table each. Drips of beer staining the table and carpet floor.
The girl says hi but her parents don't hear her, or they do and just ignore her. It more so depends on the day. She yearns for attention from them but the only kind they give her is negative.
They hit her. But not for her actions but because of the hurt they have in their heads and hearts.
But that's not fair is it? Abusing someone just because you are hurting? The girl, unfortunately, wouldn't know. This is her life and she has no one else to help her.
She has no other family than her parents who she adores even if they abuse her. She is blind and naive towards their actions. They're her parents.
They love her unconditionally right? That's what she was told in school of course. But the school is wrong.
What we see of someone doesn't always translate to how the person really is or how their life really is. Money doesn't create happiness and a smile doesn't always mean a good life.
We have to get to know someone to truly understand what they are experiencing. We have to take a step into their reality.