A beaming ray of sunshine she was. Popular at school. Dating the most popular boys. She was a golden girl. Cherished by everyone. So then why was she sitting in your room, half a bottle of jack next to her and a cheap pack cigarettes on her lap while cheating on her boyfriend. Because she wasn’t a ray of sunshine. She wasn’t the perfect girl. She was a mess. A fucked up childhood caused her to blossom in middle school. Though she kept it hidden, she still was far from what people knew.