It was already night. The family gathered around the fireplace to keep warm. The older child of that family, a girl, stood away from the fire. Not because she felt it wasn't too cold, but because she craved a different kind of warmth. She wanted to warm her heart. She wanted to be with friends. She wanted to see her family smiling and not pretending to be happy. She wanted to live the dreams that were taken away from her, and ironically, by those who were telling her they care. She wanted to cry...