School is even harder than life itself. She seems nice? Is she? She is depressed...problem after problem. Bully's at school are hurtful. Crying in physical and mental pain. She falls, her spirit crumbles. Almost nothing is left, she leaves. Doesn't pick up a paintbrush nor the monster. Just walks . Again, she sees written across the pavement "sad teens happy faces." Theres a puddle, she can't see herself anymore. Her reflection is there but she is not. The girl she once was is no longer alive. A fake smile, a fake laugh , a fake life. It all took it's place .As her sins and depression sunk in deeper. And again all her walls were collapsing. She couldn't breathe. She fainted. She awoke in a white room . A hospital room. Why? The monster? The paintbrush? Pills? No. Because of the physical and mental damage. Depression . Then she left... Depression , it kills all... It can kill all...
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Short StoryHave you ever felt so empty? Felt so cold that nothing could warm you..? Well what if the only thing that mattered was how it all ended. Take a journey through the life of a teenage girl who doesn't feel like she belongs . Because after all it onl...
