I'm 16 now. At this point in my life, I should be having fun with friends, going to parties, stressing over midterms and finals, laughing, and over all making new memories and stories for years to come. Unfortunately, that's not what I'm currently doing with my life. All i do is come home, do my homework, watch the occasional Friends, sleep, eat, and then start the routine over again. It's become an endless cycle that has brought me down the deep, dark, and dangerous hole that is depression. Thankfully, it wasn't always this morbid. A time before my parents divorce, I had been a joyful and carefree preteen. Spending my Saturday nights with my happily married parents and my sister Luna, watching crappy movies, going to The Cove with my friends, and more. I remember these days like the back of my hand, but sadly those days are gone.
I realize that this all may seem overdramatic but I still can't help but find myself continuously thinking I'm helpless.
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helpless: on pause
Teen FictionTori's life is a bad thing after another. Just when she was three her parents got divorced. Then after living with her mother for 4 years her mother dies from a car crash. So she does to her father. Her father is desperately looking for a women to t...
