I've never been so lost in my life. It seemed to me as if I wandered into the enchanted forest on a daily basis. Looking for the poisonous apple Snow White once ate. "Perri? Go to school! Why are you still here?!" My Aunt asked. Aunt Clarice had been raising me up for years. My no good for crap parents had abandoned me, getting high off of life somewhere. I honestly didn't care. "Aunt Clarice, I'm going, just calm down" I told her. I pulled over a random jumper and tied my sneakers. Today was the first day I've been out of that retched place they call a "Effective rehabilitation center". I've been there for 16 years, moved around every year. I, Perri Nicole, have been diagnosed with the most severe case of depression. Just like the book "WinterGirls" I was dead to the world. But alive to all that was dead. I walked into the red-bricked building with a sign that said "Cheshire High". I hated school with a burning passion. 'Perri no one likes you, kill yourself' my conscious seethed. I pushed out every single suicidal thought out of my head. I'm stronger than this, and I plastered on a fake smile for everyone to see "Look I'm just as happy as you all are". They say the eyes are the key to the soul....
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FanfictionHarry had never met someone like Perri. She was sweet, cunning, beautiful, and mentally unstable. Perri had been to every mental ward because of the severe case of depression she suffered from. Harry wanted to save her life, but looking for guidance...
