My name is Karma. No, that is not my actual name. Right now, I am in a teenage depression and to be honest, it sucks major cheese balls.
I am currently in the 8th grade. Wow, I just realized that next year I will be in high school. Even though I'm so very excited to be older, I can't get over the fact that I'm going to some day die. As a 13 year old, life is ok. I mean I can't complain, but I just can't help it. And then the thoughts of death kick in and I start crying. I know that this isn't just in my head. I know that I am not the only teen that goes through a "teenage depression". I know that I am not the only person that will die. I am very aware of all that, but sometimes, because of my age, others believe its ignorance.
I was born in California. Yes I am a California girl, get over it. It was a Tuesday and my mum had her water broken. She went to the hospital and as you can guess, had me. She decided to name me 'Karma'. Haha thought you'd get to know my name? Anyway a year later, that same baby had broken her chin. Literally I broke my chin. Rushing to the hospital my mum cried. Well at least that's what she said. Stitches and staples .... only stitches.
Then four years later, she had another kid. He was also born in California. A healthy baby boy named E.B. Muahah not his real name... duh. They all lived happily ever after..... Just kidding they didn't. They actually go into a lot of suffering and obstacles, like a normal family.
