She pulled up in her driveway and walked up to her front door, shoulders slumped and head down in painful misery.  Will this nightmare existence ever end?  She had a past she rarely spoke of and she kept herself closed off to everyone and everything around her.  She would smile ever so sweetly at strangers passing by and pretend that all was well in the presence of would be friends and acquaintances.    But no one knew what was really inside; the overwhelming feeling that she was nothing, an insignificant speck in human existence.  She knew she would never be able to have close friendships.  Everyone she knew already had one or two close friends.  She was nothing more than an acquaintance, someone to call on when the preferred friends weren't available.  These and more thoughts plagued her endlessly.  No one knew what she felt inside.  She would never let anybody know.  She tried and tried to rid herself of these dark and terrible fears, but she just couldn't quite shake them off....