AN: THIS IS ALL FICTIONAL. I'M NOT SAYING IT HAPPENED TO ME.
Okay. My new enemy was Depression himself. He was worse than the bullies at school or my abusive and neglective parents. He actually KNEW me. Now... He really wasn't a person you could touch.
Depression kinda just... Took over me. I should probably introduce myself. My name is Lina D. I'm 17 and I have a bunch of piercings. I grew up in a small and crappy apartment with my abusive dad and neglective mom.
My dad has blonde hair and brown eyes. My mom, who I must say is quite pretty, has brown hair and hazel eyes. So, I have my mom's petite face and brown hair, but my dad's big lips and brown eyes.
Sadly, my parents don't act as attractive as they look. My dad drinks a lot and my mom smokes. My dad is actually kinda a cool dude... until he gets drunk. My mom never really pays attention to me nor my dad. She just flirts with other guys and goes out to do whatever.
My dad raised me for the most part. I have mixed feelings for him really. He deserves a better life, without my mom.
Or me.
Usually, I didn't really talk much at school. I only talked to the teachers when they called on me or something. Sadly, I never payed attention and got bad grades.
I felt like there was no reason to live... Until I met this girl.
Her name was Maria H.
