I wake up at 3 am. My head is pounding.
"Good morning," he hisses, "I thought it was time you were awake."
My hand shakes as I reach for the water bottle I keep beside my bed. I guzzle it in an attempt to calm myself. I pull the blankets up to my chin and try to go back to sleep, but he won't stop.
"Did you see the way that girl looked at you at school? And the mark you got on that test. Do you think that is good enough? You barely talked today, people probably think you're so boring.
Your hair never looks right. People always think you're like 10 years old. That guy didn't even know your name..."
The waterworks have started again. My eyes and nose are running, and my body shakes with sobs. I know I need to get this out of my head, but how?
I hear the soft sound of my sister breathing, asleep on the other side of the room. She puts up with so much from me. Half the time I don't listen when she's talking to me. She finds me crying all the time. When I need a favour, she is on it. When she needs something I make an excuse. She deserves so much better.
It's not that I don't try. I just suck at doing life. Sure, I have friends and family, but I know why they stay. My family has no choice. And my friends just pity me, I'm sure. I contribute nothing to my relationships.
They're better off without me.
I shove off the covers and get up. I have had enough.
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In this chapter, Kate is thinking about how great her sister is. As we saw before, Lizzy doesn't like to talk about depression. However, we can see that she is still very supportive. Do you have someone like that in your life? Let me know in the comments!
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When You Come Back
Teen Fiction"I'm back" he whispered softly in my ear. I winced and tried to pull away, but it was too late. His strong arms wrapped me in a hug. Slowly my body relaxed and accepted his embrace. He was back.
