Months passed. I woke up in the hospital. How I got there, I don't know. Lying full in pain on my bed. My parents were in shock when they got the news. They never left my side. They didn't understand and didn't want to realise the truth. Not till I told them meself. I really broke their heart. It took them a while to accept the news. Ever since they took me to the psychologist and psychiater. I still didn't want to talk to anyone except the shadow. My aunt sang me to sleep all time. This week was the first week I was able to go back to school. Everyone looked at me with big eyes. Some bullied me and others just kept staring. It was like they knew what happend somehow. It made me feel like I was a freak. It made me feel akwared. I was sitting on a bench at school, all on my own while I was eating lunch. But I wasn't hungry so I just threw away my food. "Not hungry?", someone said. I looked up to see a girl standing in front of me. I shaked my head. Her finger pointed to the place next to me. "Can I?", she asked soft. I nodded and with a smile she sat down next to me. "I heared you stabbed yourself", she said carefully. "It's okay to be broken. I understand you and I wish you to know that you can always come to me. I know how it is." My eyes looked curious at her. She bited her lip softly and showed me her hands. Several scars as well on her wrists. I looked at her with my eyes widend. She smilled brightly. "We both get trough this. We'll help each other out and I'm always gonna listen to you if you wish." A smile came on my face. "Really?", I asked to make sure I wasn't dreaming. She nodded. "Yes, really." I looked at her. Deep inside I was feeling warm while I was looking inside her eyes. "My name is Neona." She gave me her hand I shaked it kindly. Her name truly fitted her thought. Neona, she indeed shinned like the neon light. I was happy she came in my life. Now I wasn't lonely anymore. "Here", her voice woke me up. She gave me some of her bread. "Depression makes you not eating. I don't think you'll like to end up in the hospital again. Here." I looked up at her. "You'll need it it." I accepted and took the bread while hesitating. I felt akward but took a bite. It tasted pretty good for bread. I heared a yawn and turned my head. "Sorry", she said giggling. "I don't really sleep at night." I smilled softly. I understood her. Nights were horrible for people like us. She turned around to face me. Her eyes looked straight in mine. They had a grey collor and were shining in the sunlight. Our hands softly touched. "I don't know why", she said. "But it's like I see the galaxy in your eyes." I blushed softly. "Talking about the galaxy, that's my name. Galaxy." She smilled. "Nice meeting you, Galaxy."
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GALAXY
ParanormalGalaxy is a teenager of 14 years old. He has depression and a lot of problems like cutting and suicide thoughts/attemps but things change when he one night sees a shadow in front of him. The shadow doesn't have a face, it's more like a black cloud...