i was running. running all morning and running all night.
i didn't know what else to do or where else to go.
i'm out of it ameria. out of it, out of it, out of it.
i spent all day running in and out of stores as if i needed to buy something when actually i was needing something to keep me busy.
i couldn't talk to my friends.
not to victoria.
definitely not to maria.
no way.
no one.
i have no one.
i've had no one this whole time and i am no one.
a familiar car came screeching up to me in front of CVS, with lisa emily trenton jackson tyler danny and victoria all stepping out of it.
things are moving too fast for me again.
please don't let it be another intervention.
"come on man, we have somewhere to go."
trenton and jackson grabbed both my arms and i pulled it away, too aggressively since they stared at me. i was crowded into the backseat with lisa and she looked at me.
"where, where are we going?"
"to the police station." emily said, clicking her seat belt in while i looked at the back of her head and to myself in the rear view mirror.
tyler turned to me from the passenger seat.
"cassey's dead."
Received: Jan, 31, 2013, at 4:00 PM
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Teen Fiction❝When you have depression it feels like you're slowly drowning. And you were a great swimmer ameria.❞
