Don't Want This Life; Opening

Another Prologue type of writing. Told in the point of view of a small girl, or maybe one who stays as one.

I was small and I didn't know. How could I? I was blinded by fake happiness. Fake laugh, fake smiles, fake love.But I think I might have known. I probably saw through the curtains of smiles. I wanted to believe. I wanted to be a normal family. A normal girl. A normal life. My normal is fake. My parents love is fake. My current smile is fake. My attitude in public is fake. My family pictures are fake. Everything you see is a lie. So I stand upon this building to finally state the truth. And I fall. Down, down, down. People scream. Voices. A light. A tape rolls in my head. Flashbacks. My life. My life I don't want... I don't want this to be my life...