Chapter 1: Wake up call
👆🏼^ Above is Diveny
My name is Diveny Sharons. I am a 17 year old. I suffer from depression, and I seem to get in a lot of trouble because I just happen to not care about anything anymore. I have done drugs, and alcohol. But when did I decide that I can no longer keep living down the shit hole that I crawled into? Just about now.
Ow. My head is throbbing like no other. I slow sit up making sure I don't damage my brain. I ran away a few weeks back because I hated the home I was in. When I was 13 my mother died in a automobile accident. And my father left my when I was a baby. I was put in foster care. In a group home most of the time. I was bullied because I wore black and dyed my hair odd and unusual colors and because I was a little over weight. But I didn't care. The last thing I said was a lie. Everything they said picked and punched me. I started to not eat because if you don't eat means you get skinnier. Just last year I was hospitalized for Anorexia. I was at 87 pounds. Sadly that wasnt even the wake up call for me
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Tripping down Memory Lane
Short StoryHow do you know when something you have done is wrong? When do you let go of your past? When do you stop living in the past? (Fictional)
