Nighttime Fever Dreams

INTRODUCTORY.

October 15th, 1992.

It's a plain basic day in October. Halloween is approaching quickly, and my mother still hasn't bought me a costume. She's always an asshole. She only cares for Vivian, not me. The only person that can understand me in my life is both Vivian and My Father, James. I completely forgot to introduce myself. My name is Adam Owens, and I'm 15. Vivian, who is my little sister, is only 8. I'm in a group with asshole friends, thank god there isn't too much of us. There's only 5 of us, and I'm one of them. Though, the only difference is that I don't act like those assholes.

Our group nickname, which I did NOT choose, is firecrackers. Thanks to Piper for choosing that nickname, even though she is a literal firecracker. Anyways, aside from talking garbage, me and my family live in a two-story house on a street called Maple Street, which one of my good friends, that aren't in the group, live next to me. His name is Matthew, and I'm glad to have him as a friend. He's like a rainbow, and I'm the depressing storm. I have a feeling that he has a crush on me though, and I don't really know what my sexuality is. I don't focus on that stuff to be honest.

I have had depression for about a few months now, and I've been trying my hardest to just get it off of me. I never knew that it was hard to get this disability off of me. I remember the day I got diagnosed with it at the doctors. My mother was not happy, and my father understood what I was going through. Honestly, I wish that I had a better mother than little miss perfect Martha. She's a bitch, and I don't think she'll recover from that.

Talking more about my whiney fake-friends, Piper is one of those popular girls in my school. I don't know how she is one, but she doesn't deserve to be on that level. She instead needs to be in the school dump. Serenity is just like me, but bitchier. She's also a popular girl, and she always complains. People call her the school whore since she slept with Mark and Issac. Speaking about Mark, he's in our group too. If you notice, there's a lot of mentioning with popular kids, and I hate to say it, but I'm in a group of them. Mark is like one of those bullies that if you watch those cringy movies, he's one of them. Ethan, the last friend, is not that rude, but he's still rude. He talks to me usually, but if I say the wrong thing, he'll hate me for a day. That's all about my friends.

I go to Falcon High School, where it's a good place. There are nice teachers, nice students, some bullies, and has a high rating on their app. They even have a therapy class for students that need it. I'm in that class, though it's like private sessions. Mr. Cortez is my teacher. He's a very great teacher, and he helps me out a lot. I'm glad to have him as a teacher, because if I didn't, I would be dead on my bed.

Anyways, I think that's all to discuss about me. I talked about my friends, my family, and everything else that I had to cover. Well, it was nice meeting you. See you soon.