"Most of us in this room have probably faced depression at one point or the other." Mrs. Moore nodded and wrote something on her clipboard, "Tell me, what does depression feel like, use your words."
Jake sat up in his chair and answered her, "It feels like you are a puppet. You can't really control what you do, like you are living someone else's life."
He was wrong, it was like we are all puppets, but you are the only one that can see the strings.
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guys I wrote a 5sos fanfiction for a class project and changed the names.
its not great but I got an A so here it is in all of its unedited glory
I'm to lazy to change all the names so deal with it look at the cast list
its gonna be short sorry
YOU ARE READING
no strings attached :: a.i.
Fanfictionyou're ripped at every edge but you're a masterpiece.
