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Tyler was young. He didn't know what do with his life. It started when he was about seven.
By it,I mean he's gone crazy.
He sees these things.
Things you never thought a child would see.
But no one believes Tyler - considering he's a child.
Tyler tried to the others hes gone crazy.
"Tyler,you're only a kid. You can't just go crazy." His parents would tell him.
"You're weird." Is what the children at school would tell him.
Tyler became depressed at age sixteen.
No one noticed,nor cared.

"Tyler,eat your food." His mother pleaded,pointing at his plate with her fork.
"I'm not hungry." He replied,pushing his plate slightly away from him.
"You need to eat. Look at you! You're skinny!"
"I'm fine."
"Tyler,is there something wrong?"
"No." Tyler lied. It's all he ever does now.
Tyler got up and went to his room. He looked over at his closet and sighed.
"What do you want?" Tyler asked the closet.
"I wanted to see if you were okay." The closet doors slightly open.
A boy with bright pink hair came out.
"I'm fine." Tyler spatted.
"I know you're not fine,Tyler. We do have the same mind."
"Josh,I know we both know I'm not fine. But you know why I'm not."
Josh walked over to Tyler and sat next to him on the bed.
"Honestly,I only know you're depressed as shit. You haven't told me the reason why."
"I thought we had the same mind? You would obviously know."
"Well you won't even tell yourself what you know."
Tyler huffed.
"Josh I don't know."
"What do you not know?" Josh crossed his arms,tilting his head at Tyler.
"I don't know how to feel."

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