I have a memory from when i was little. I was huddled in a corner. My parents where screaming at each other. The where pushing one another, and the soon where bruised and bleeding. When they noticed me in the corner the looked sheepish. They knew i had witnessed everything that happened and knew what was best for me. " Me and mom aren't going to be together anymore sweetheart." My dad said as he picked me up and carried me to my room. He started packing my stuff in a suitcase. " Now wait a minute, we never decided you are going to take her!" My mom yelled as she started packing too. The two pulled the suitcase back and forth between each other until they looked up at me and asked, " Who do you want to go with sweetheart?" This was not a decision that a little 6 year old was suppose to make,but i knew who would be the most kind to me. " I want to go with daddy." I whispered. My dad smirked at my mom as he pulled me close. " Doesn't matter," My mom said after a few moments, " She is just a piece of nothing special." And she stormed out the door. We never saw her again.
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In My Eyes....
Fiksi RemajaDepression is something you can't say you know how they feel until you have seen it through their eyes, and have reached into the thoughts that cause this sometimes fatal illness.......
