That Girl.

She had gone her life knowing that she wasn't in her natural surroundings. Always craving more than what was in front of her. The other students looked at her as an outcast and pretty soon no matter where she went she was lost in the sea of people. Never to be acknowledged again by her peers; her family noticed that she was around. They could never exactly figure out who their own daughter was.

As she got older them ore she became detached from her classmates and family. Everyone hoped that when high school finally rolled around that things would start to look up for her. The few people who were able to get a glimpse of her saw that she had light shining bright inside, that this girl had the world at her feet but was too scared to act upon it. Of course people tried to help every once in awhile, but pretty soon they referred to her as a lost cause.

When high school finally came it only made problems worse it allowed depression to seep in. Her mind began to become posioned with thoughts of suicide and harming her pure body. All that she wanted was to be free and to let her soul finally feel complete.



(To be conti.)

Ready.

6 years ago when my depression first came to my attention I knew I had to fix it. I knew that I couldn't spend the rest of my life feeling trapped and sufficated. Then 2 years after that I started to realize that I was going to have to take some action, try a little harder to bring it to people's attention. Now 4 years later after it all started I'm still stuck. Still trapped in the same tar pit.

I am ready to break free. I'm sick of feeling as if I can't breathe. I need fresh air. I need to figure out who I am and what it is I really want out of life. I don't want to be one of the people who regret not ever actually accoplishing anything in life. I am young and I have the all the world in front of me.

It's time to do something for myself!