I found the girl I had lost under years of disappointments and struggles. She was still there, sitting curled in a corner, waiting for a light to guide her out of the dark. There was broken glass around littered around her, glittering in the glow of hope I was slowly welcoming back in. A brave, bold girl who knew who she was. Even if she had to walk across the broken pieces with the danger they may cut her again, she rose and came back to me.