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Chapter 1

Life. Life can either be amazing or it can suck. The people with the amazing lives, those are the lucky people. But then there's the people like me with the horrible lives. I don't like talking about my life. Im not depressed or suicidal, I just like to be alone. I like to isolate myself in my room. My moms concerned. Shes convinced I'm depressed, she wants me to see a doctor or a therapist. I keep telling her no. The truth is I'm not depressed, I don't trust anyone. Everyone I've ever trusted has stabbed me in the back someway. My family, my dad they are part of the reason I don't trust anyone. Half of my family are drug addicts and the other half are assholes. All my family either used me or put me in the middle of their fights. My friends they got sick of me and left. They were sick of being friends with the depressed suicidal girl. That's how I'm known at school. The lonely depressed girl. Like i said I'm not suicidal I've never cut or attepmpted. People just assume I'm suicidal because I distant myself. I don't get bullied at school. I just don't have friends. Nobody wants to be my friend. Honestly I don't mind. Like I said I like to be alone. Its peaceful.

"Honey dinners ready!" My mom screamed. This is the time when I can't be distant. I have to go downstairs and play happy fucking families. I went downstairs and sat across from my brother Caleb. He's 11. My mom scooped some spaghetti on our plates. "So how was school?" My mom asked me. "Fine" I said digging into my food. She dropped her fork and it clanged against the plate, making me jump. "You need to talk to me right now!" She yelled trying to hold back her tears. I looked at Caleb and he was scared. "What are you talking about?" I asked my mom confused. "You lock yourself in your room. You never leave the house. You never go out with friends or have friends over. Your depressed stas." She said holding back tears. Seriously right now in front of Caleb. Claleb looked at me scared. "Mom I'm fine." I said giving her the stop look because of Caleb. The rest of the dinner was quiet. "Caleb go upstairs. I'll clean up" I said to him smiling. He looked worried still but ran upstairs. I walked into the kitchen and leant up against the counter next to my mom. "Mom." I said quietly. She continued washing the dishes. "Mom" I said louder. She threw the towel on the counter and looked at me. "Mom I'm fine. Really I'm fine. I'm not depressed. And you can't do that in front of caleb. I'm going to have to go upstairs and explain this all to him. I promise you I'm fine." I said letting a tear slip out of my eyes. She started crying hysterical. Was I really causing my mom this much pain? I'm not depressed. I may act depressed but I'm not. I hugged my mom and we stayed like that for awhile. After crying for awhile we pulled apart and looked at each other. We started laughing because we were both a mess. We whiped away all of our tears. "Why don't you go see if caleb wants to watch a movie and I'll make some popcorn." I smiled and nodded. I ran upstairs into Caleb's room. He was playing Xbox. I peeped my head in and said "wanna come watch a movie with me and mommy?" He just ignored me and continued playing Xbox. "Caleb?" I said. He looked at me and his eyes were red. "Caleb what's wrong?" I asked. "Nothing" he whispered. "Caleb" I said. "Moms not wrong." He said looking the other way. "You're always sad. Always in you room. I don't even know you anymore." He said looking down. That hurt. My heart just completely shattered. Was I really depressed? Everyone thinks I am. No I can't be depressed. I couldn't think of words to say. "Caleb I'm sorry. I promise I'll try to be happy and come out of my room more." I said pulling him into a hug. "Kids popcorns done!" My mom yelled. "Come on let's go spend time with mom we have to go to dads tomorrow" I said pulling away he smiled and shut his TV off. He walked downstairs but I didn't follow. "Are you coming" he asked. "Yes I'll be down in a minute I'm just going to change" I said giving him a weak smile. He ran into the living room and I went into my room. Was I really depressed I asked myself looking in the mirror.

NEXT MORNING
I woke up and got dressed. I threw on some skinny jeans a sweatshirt and my converse. I packed my bag for the weekend. I poked my head into Caleb's room. "You ready buddy?" I asked he was scurrying around the room grabbing all of his stuff I couldn't help but to laugh. "Almost" he said. I ran down stairs and sat next to my mom at the island. "Morning. Honey" she said. "Morning" I said grabbing a granola bar from the cupboard. I heard my dad honk his horn. "Caleb dads here!" I yelled. "Bye mom" I said kissing her cheek. "Bye honey make sure your brother behaves." She said. "Hey I always behave" caleb chimed in. We laughed and walked out the door. We threw our bags in the back seat and caleb hopped in the backseat. I jumped in the front. "Good morning. Do you guys want to go get some breakfast?" My dad said. We nodded our heads. We pulled into this tiny little diner next to my dads house. We ate quick and drove to his house. "New neighbors?" I asked gesturing to the moving truck in the driveway. "Yeah. A bunch of teenagers. They seem nice though" he said smiling. Great.