[A/N: hey guys, i haven't been on this app in ages. but i want to make something clear about my book; that depressed girl. the book is kinda based similar to my life, though many of the things haven't happened, i've had very similar experiences. i think overall i want the book to kinda prove that so many things you go through don't define you or your life as a person. no matter what happens, you can change yourself for the better and outgrow the loss and tragedy. despite the grammatical errors, despite your opinions on if she should forgive her dad or not, despite your opinions on her love life, EVERYONE HAS THEIR OWN LIFE. people have their own, unique feelings and morals, it doesn't matter what anyone thinks about her life because she is her own character. if she doesn't want to forgive her father for years and years of torment she simply doesn't have to. i have never been in this exact position, and i'm sure many of the people claiming she should be open to forgiveness haven't either, so many of us don't truly know how terrible those that have suffered from this must feel. so, i'm sorry but nobody gets a say in what i choose to do with the character, or her life, because she is a character, that i again, created based off of me and the decisions i would make, or would have made when i was in a similar state of mind. everyone is going through different experiences, and everyone's in different states of mind, but i'm giving you a piece of mine. please enjoy the book for all of its flaws, and look through them to see the conclusions you can make from this book. anything is possible, no matter what you've gone through or what you're going through. nothing that happens to you defines who you are, or who you can be, you choose. ily guys and stay strong, for you. ]
"Mom!" "Dad!" I said running and hugging both of them.
I have a perfect family, we sat down and ate our sandwiches. Taking about memories and laughing, was the greatest thing, today couldn't be even more perfect. My mom looked at me with sorrow? Why?!I woke with tears in my eyes remembering that day like it was yesterday.
I quickly got up, threw on some jeans, a orange tee and some all black hightop converse. I brushed out my black hair and put on my usual makeup. I picked up my leather jacket and put it on, to cover my fresh cuts, and my scars.
I skipped breakfast once again and walked to school. My 'father' was already at 'work' more like selling drugs and drinking alcohol with his shity friends.
As I arrived at school, I got disgusted looks from basically everyone, which was normal. I sighed and didn't make eye contact, that's the last thing you want to do.*after class*
As I walked to my next class I got called a slut, which confused me because I've never even had a boyfriend. Why can't I just die? I know my mother wouldn't want that but I do. Right now it seems as if nobody cares. I have nobody, I have nothing, nobody would even notice that i was gone.
As I entered my class and sat down, putting my head down a tear slipped down my cheek.I usually get straight A's, but it's not like I tell my dad or anything, I just keep it to myself. It's not like I have a future, I'm not even going to make it, or if I do, I still won't be as happy as I used to be. I don't think I ever will be.
I miss her. "Jessie, can you please tell me the answer to the question on the board?"
How many states are there?
Really?! "50" "correct"
Fucking bitch.
Why do you even need to call me out?!
I wonder if my teachers, or anyone notice how much I'm hurting. Or how much I really need someone. Like how do you not notice?! I pull down my sleeves like every minute and my eyes are dull, my eyes that were once full of happiness and joy, and dull and sad. How does nobody notice? "Because nobody cares"
She said, oh yeah. I forgot to tell you, I have something in my head or someone. That's always putting me down, but I believe her, I'm scared of her and I don't know why, but she controls me. Somehow, someway I have no control over myself.*after school*
I ran home and walked inside to see my dad sitting on the couch. "I need to talk to you" he said.
Hey guys! I hope you enjoyed the first chapter! I left you guys with a cliffhanger but I'll update as soon as I can! Don't forget to vote and comment! Hope you enjoyed!
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That Depressed Girl
RandomJessie Black has been depressed for a while now. She's 17 and her mother died 2 years ago and her father doesn't act like one. Before her mom passed, they had a 'perfect' family. But ever since her mom died everything went downhill.