She turned on her left side for the tenth time, trying her very best to fall asleep. Her eyes she opened and gazed upon the sleeping little girl next to her. Silently she prayed that this little one would make wiser decisions than her mother. She covered herself with her warm blanket, trying to figure out the person that she had become. She shut her eyes tight, fighting back tears that she had been keeping inside. Every single day she would think about the friends she had made and the friends that she had lost. Not a single day that passed by that she did not think of them, and the pain in her heart only seemed to grow and grow… and grow some more. Trying to figure out who she was, where could she find the answer? She was a new mother, one with a lost and confused soul. There was only one thing that she knew for sure—she seemed to be getting weaker and weaker in her heart.


