.. remember when you a too happy, theyget worried and want to take away the smiles." The meaning is thathappiness leads to self-confidence, expression...of creativity, and endingof abuse, hurt, mean things / acts.With my close friend who we both care deeply for each other, she isunderstanding and understands me. Helping me come out of my shell inthat it is ok to have a few drinks at home and not always to beconcerned about being perfect and it is good to sometimes to be drunk.The ability to trust. I thought about my options, but only for a moment. The chances of me overcoming four armed professionals holding a hostage in a confined space were nearly zero. I needed help. I debated for a while about whom to call, but in the end decided on the local police. Because of my business, I had good contacts with them, and I was well known to many officers on the force. They would also be able to mobilize a team fastest. If I delayed too long, there was a good chance that whoever was holding Garth. "What is it, Dad?" I asked, solemnly.While my dad scratched his brown hair, he said uneasily,"just... just come along; we will figure something along theway..." You sure about this?" I quizzed.My mom added quickly, "if you are okay with it, then we are fineabout it."Dad nodded in agreement with mom quickly. I thought about thismatter long and hard. Finally, I just shrugged my skinnyshoulders and answered, "Oh well, I'm cool."For a minute, we just stared at one another. Gradually, a smileformed. You should go." The tears began to well in my eyes again so I quickly took a deep breath to stop."Is okay, Miss. I have time. What is the matter?"I told her everything, about Sam. About my feelings, how confused I was... everything. Sophia, as she told me was her name, put her arm around me and held me. "Don't worry, Miss..." "Anna," I whispered."Anna," she repeated, "This is all new to you. I was the same." You, s... same?" I stammered."Yes but for different reason. I was beaten by husband in.