Tell me a story...

Once upon a time there was a girl who wore a happy mask. She thought she was happy because she had worn the mask all her life and she and those closest to her thought all was well. Then she slowly began to realise she wasn't as happy as she had thought. She kept slipping farther and farther until even the mask began to slip. She began to do things she hadn't thought she'd ever even consider doing. She thought she was too happy. She knew she needed help but she knew the response she'd get. "There's nothing wrong with you, your just looking for attention." So she left it. But by the time anyone realised, it was too late, she had swum too deep, gone too far, and no had noticed, no one had helped. No one knew.