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Her dull green eyes stared out the misty window. Questions filled her already buzzing mind as if it was a busy hive. Her eyes seemed to see all the good, all the joy in the wold but also seeing all the hate and despise in people. I wonder what she would be like if she didn't go through that hell.

Her silver hair hung low over face, it was long, long enough to reach her waist; although now it was up in a very loose pony tail, bits of her hair had already fallen out; they caught the dying light of the world and shone like the metal.

She was so quiet, if anyone didn't see her then no one would, no one would know that she was there. I guess 'being seen and not heard' was grilled into this poor girl. I could see the reflection of her face in the window; she looks tired as evident as the black bags under dead eyes, she must be fighting off sleep in order to remain alert. Her lips were chapped and split, cuts and scares were still red and evident on her round face and on other parts of her showing skin.

There are three deep cuts that were covered on her pale skin. One from her chin too cheek bone on the left side of her face, another down her left eye this one nearly connected to the first, the last was on the other side and it went from the corner of her mouth to the middle of her other cheek, it made her lips looked odd and stretched.

As the train rattled and bumped over the tracks, the passengers gently swaying with the smooth motion. I watched the girl with a wary eye as her small and weak body swayed with the train, I cleared my throat quietly, not to scare her.

"You can sleep if you want, I'll wake you up when we need to get off." I offer just for her to nod and quickly fall asleep; it was almost like she needed permission to sleep.

Her tired body went limp as she finally relaxed against the chilly window. She looked so much more peaceful, now she was a sleep.