Her own secret .

She wakes up to shouting , her lullabies are screams .The only time she's never crying is when she sleeps and dreams . She wakes up in the morning to get onto the school bus . The kids point , laugh &&` joke as if she's some kind of host . She stares out the window too young to comprehend . The only thing she knows is she needs a helping hand . mystified &&` unaccompanied she goes about each day ! Not knowing the meaning of life . &&` not knowing that she stays in her own little cubby . Its her cubby of secrets . She never let's herself out . utterly oblivious to all the things she's feeling . All the things she's seen . She thinks this is it . She dreams of more than it . But she hasn't yet realized that she's her own secret &&` she can't tell any1 , like she was avowed to secrecy at birth &&` now she's the only 1 , no1 will ever know what goes on in her mind , her life , her heart , she will never remember the secret she once told herself ! But later on , on her journey , shell come to find that secrets are never kept &&` shell come to understand all the things in her head ! Until she reaches that point , she will cling to her secret tight &&` she will live in her cubby like its her very last chance to live


-Holly Cabrera .