Depressions And Shockers

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Violette~

I don't know what i did wrong but it must've been bad.I just don't understand why but Erik just stoped talking to me.He moved his seats in all the classes we had together.

Things have been getting worse with my mom and stepdad they argue more often.I think im going into another depression.The last one i went into was when my dad left for San,Diego.It lasted a couple of years.

Every now and then I'll catch Erik looking at me.But when i smile at him or wave he just looks away.I always see him walking with his girlfriend.Every time i see him with her my heart breaks a little.I hate it because even though he doesn't talk to me anymore i still fell for him.

Im just so sad the only time i smile is at school but even those are fake.My dad said he coming back to home but hes already married to my stepmom so i know theres no chance of him and my mom getting back together.

Thats the only reason i have to smile.But sometimes that isn't even enough.I'm in my room right now drawing.I never used to draw but i started taking art in school.It turns out i really liked drawing.

Well since summer just started I'll be having a lot more free time.Ill probably just hang out at my house for a while.

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1 Month later

I was at the pool ,half of the summer already gone by.I mean most teens hope for the summer to last forever but i just wish it would end already i really missed Erik.I know he probably won't talk to me any more but its cool.I just want to be able to see him even if i can't be in his arms.

"Violette!"

I turned to see my mom walking toward the entrance.I got up and followed her to the car.I guess she got into another fight with my step dad because he wasn't coming with us.

We got into the car and left.

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I had no idea where we were.I kept quiet knowing that if i asked then i would get in trouble.We were driving down a street with nice houses.

We finally stopped at a nice looking one story house.My mom got out of the car and so did i.We walked up to the front door but before my mom could knock a man answered.

I stared in shock at the man at the door.He stood at about 6'5 with curly redish brown hair.He had a strong jaw line with defined cheeck bones.He had the bluest eyes i had ever seen.I already knew who he was even without having to be told.I had only seen his face a few times when i was younger but i knew exactly who it was.

"Dad?....."

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