A girl was once a legend. At sixteen, she was more driven than most adults. She was starting an organization that recovered kidnapped persons and fought the drug runners, tooth and nail. But she had a setback. And another. She lost her motivation and her purpose. She lost her life. No one understood. And she could explain to no one.

She has two choices: She can cry or she can brush herself off, believe in herself, and try. Just TRY.

The questions bombarded her. Why was she alive? Why was she so broken? Why couldn't she move on? Why was she a failure? Was God real? She was just sixteen, they said. She didn't need to know these things. However, they were wrong. She still needed to have answers. Like all of us.