This is from my Rp book
Sky
I sat alone in my dark room.
All I could think of was that I was alone. Forgotten in the thoughts of people and friends. I never existed, never met them.
I smiled lightly as I looked at myself in the mirror.
Black bags were seem under my eyes. My skin was paler than anything that colld be seen. My golden and purple eye were duller since the last time I saw myself.
I smiled at my reflection.
"I'm not needed. I'm all alone," I told myself as I saw a tear slowly fall down my cheek.
I was never meant to be out of the house. I was never meant to have friends.
I guess if I leave, no one will miss me
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So don't mind me. I just use my emotions to write stories. It actually kind of helps with depression if you just write it but don't read it unless you want the pain to come back. Also I am getting help so eh.
I know people care but this was slightly practice
