I'm Sharlet Fletcher. I'm sixteen. Life is pretty dark for me. I have struggle with depression. It kicks my butt every day. And I always seem to be suffering from it. But, why do you care? You're just reading. You're not my therapist. (I hate therapist. Ugh.) Well anyways. I'm weird. And it'll take you a little bit to get use to it. Well, let me tell you about myself. I'm in high school. I'm a junior in South Middle High School. My friends? I have three. I know, that's not a lot but they're really great. I'd rather have a few great, awesome friends then have millions of fakes. Let's be real, I don't like fakes, drama, and buttholes. Yep. Not about those things. How's my school? It's okay. I'm not a big fan of the teachers though. *sigh* Long story. My hobbies? Music. I play saxophone for our high school marching band. I love marching band. That's where all my friends came from. And it's where all of my happiness comes from.
And I love listening to music as well. I love rock music. Screamo. Heavy rock. About all in that category. So, I'm pretty sure you get it now. Do you even care? Probably not..
