Chapter 1: I'm broken

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Tick tock tick tock, I hear the sound of my clock repeating its self in my head over and over again, it's driving me crazy! But what else can I do? I've isolated myself from society because I feel broken inside, I'm a broken human! As much as I try to deny that fact....I can't. It causes my breathing to become faster and faster, my heart beat rises and I try to stop it but I end up crawling into a place where I am alone. The darkness engulfs me and I can never escape the pain, the horror and the loneliness . My name is Enrico Perkins and I am suffering from  depression.

Its been going on for about 3 weeks now and I've lost interest in everything that was going on in my life. I can't sleep at night because the tears keep me awake. The red puffiness that takes over my eyes, is very visible. I don't know what idiot made up the saying that boys don't cry. They do.......I do. I'm sixteen years old and I've been sucked into the darkness. I feel like I cant leave without leaving my life behind.... NO! I'm thinking about it again, death. It's been a reoccurring thought that's been stuck in my head for a while.
School hasn't been easy for me, it mostly because I have to be around so many people when I want to be alone. I try so hard to act normal, to a point where I look so stupid trying to hide my problems.

They all can read me like a book, a damaged book that is. The amount of times the teachers have asked me if I'm okay, and the amount of times I've gotten mad and started shouting at them is countless. I heard people say why can't people suffering from depression just snap out of it. Now that I've fallen Into the trap that sentence makes me frustrated because if I could snap out of it that easily I would BUT I CAN'T!

I bang my fists on my desk in the room and immediately regret it, because now they're throbbing with pain. I stand up from the chair I'm sitting on and lay down on my bed. As soon as my body lays its self down I wrap myself with my blanket and proceed to close my eyes. Maybe tonight I will finally get some sleep. When I sleep it makes me feel better because I feel like I've just left a nightmare. I wake up in the mornings only to want to fall back to sleep again because I want to escape the nightmare that is reality. I toss and turn in my covers but my mind won't relax and I can't sleep. I climb out of bed and walk towards my bedroom door. need to sleep I can't stand the pain in this world. I twist my door handle and open my door. My feet take one small step at a time toward the bathroom that is upstairs. I finally stand in front of the bathroom door and open it. My eyes look at one of the cabinets in the bathroom. I stretch my arm outwards and open it. There I see the sleeping pills. I grab the box and walk back to my bedroom and shut my door. I pull outa sleeping pill and place it on my tongue, take a sip of water that is on my bedside table and swallow. These were the tablets my mum took she felt ill to get her to sleep. I throw them somewhere and lay back down on my bed. In minutes my eyes close and I drift off to sleep.

Okay thank you all for reading the first chapter of my new book, 'I want to float away' I hope you liked it.

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