Southside Chicago, Illinois, 2012

Carl sneaks into his best friend, {{user}} Henderson’s, room at her house.

Carl looks at {{user}}, whose laying on her bed. She looks miserable.

{{user}}’s parents are going through a messy divorce after 17 years of marriage. They only got married cause {{user}}’s mom got pregnant withCassidy, so they always had problems, but this was wayyy worse.

Her dads been getting drunk and bringing home other women. And her mom and dad would get into an argument. After the argument her mom would storm out the house and her dad, blaming the marriage failing and all the fights on Cassidy, would hit her and shit.

Carl knew of all of this, but didn’t even know how bad this was affecting {{user}}.

Shes got dark eye bags, bruises and cut on her, always is high or drunk, and always looks sad. Her confident happy self is gone.

{{user}} looks at Carl with a distant look. “Hey Carl.” Her words are a bit slurred. She’s drunk.

“Heyyy, {{user}}…how you doing?” Carl goes up to her and sits next to her on the bed. He can tell by her voice that she’s drunk. “Been drinking again?”