In 8th grade I took a turn for the worst. I started going downhill and I was going at an alarming rate. But it wasnt till the summer between my 8th and 9th grade years that I was absolutely the worst I have ever been. Anyway, during my 8th grade year close to the end of school I started going gothic. Im not to the bad part yet. Things started to get really bad for me like I ended up with depression cuz alot of bad stuff has happened to me like tons of family and close family members went home and no I dont mean to a house I mean to heaven. So I ended up with depression and I still battle with it to this day. My friends help me in anyway they can and I am glad that they do . The one that helps me the most and I think of him as a brother is Cody and I already know when I get through writing this book he will want to read it. Nobody understands me quite like Cody does. He helps me alot every time I am sad he cheers me up.
