Everyone started hating her.
They started hating her for her loud laugh.
They started hating her for her intentions to crave love.
They started hating her for being so rude!
They started hating her for her irritating moods.
They started hating her for her wrong decisions.
They started hating her for her carelessness.
And They started ignoring her for her weird stories. They started ignoring her for who she was.
And She became queit.
Queit,as she was judged from the outside.
All she could do that time was to wonder, why?
Why they judged her for something she did and not for something that made her do that!
It was her turn to hate then!
So she started hating herself.
So she Hated her being.
Hated herself for every breath she took.
Hated herself for every wrong decision she took and for every wrong person she chose.
She hated herself for lying on the floor and crying day and night.
She hated herself for choosing that cigarette and bottle as a substitute, for her happiness.
And then,after days,she decided to stop hating herself.
And so she left!
"Not every ending is a happy ending".