Raven looks up the three flights of stairs which led to her room. Her blue eyes trace each step until her reflection catches her eye. The window closest to her shows a pale girl with fake dyed purple hair, tired blue eyes, and a pair of pinkish lips.
  “No problem,” she mumbles, tired and drained from work that day; its well past midnight. Rain beats the windows by the stairs and lightening brightens the way as it strikes somewhere close.
  As she takes the first step, she notices that her parents are fighting again. Thunder drowns them out with its timed approach.
  Lightening...