No one to miss me, no one to care; no one to mourn me, just bones laid bare. Will I ever smile again? Read the journal Alex Derra wrapped in secrecy until her death, the words she never let anyone read, the words that may have provided an idea as to her battle with herself - the words that could have saved her life.  This isn't the story of a girl who committed suicide. This is a plea of help to deaf ears, and a dying wish to have her words remembered.