"Hello Joy."
"Huh? Is that you, Sad Joy?"
"Yes it is."
"Where am I?"
"You're traveling up."
"Oh. I don't know what that means but okay."
"Well it's that happiness thing I was talking about earlier this morning."
"What's the definition of this so called happiness?"
"Well Joy there's two definitions. You want to know both?"
"Yes what are both?"
"The first one is 'a place regarded in various religions as the abode of God (or the gods) and the angels, and of the good after death, often traditionally depicted as being above the sky.'"
"Too wordy. I don't understand that one. What's the other one?"
"The other one is 'feeling or showing pleasure or contentment.'"
"None of these make sense to me. The second one did a little."
"They don't need to make sense Joy."
"Where am I Sad Joy?"
"I already told you."
"Oh yeah. Are you here with me too?"
"I'm always here."
"Where? Guide me to you."
"Turn around."
"Oh is that you in the distance? Towards the pink light?"
"Yes that's me come here."
"Okay I'm here."
"Hello."
"Sad Joy, how come you have no eyes.. Or a face?"
"Because I'm your depression. Or your feelings and emotions to word it better."
"Oh.. Am I high?"
"Yes. The pills slightly made you high."
"Like vapor?"
"What? You make no sense."
"Vapor?"
"Nonsense. Kill yourself."
"What does that mean?"
"What does what mean?"
"What is a word."
"Ugh nevermind. I can't explain anything to you."
"Why not?"
"Because you're stupid."
"Oh I get it."
"No you don't."
"What?"
"Nothing."
"Oh. What time is it?"
"Hour 666."
"Is that a new timezone?"
"Am I in Europe or something?"
"No you're not. It's just the time."
"Sad Joy, when will I arrive at the happiness place?"
"It will be another hour. So I can talk to you more before I have to leave forever. Or maybe the pills won't work and I'll still be able to speak to you daily."
"Okay Sad Joy."
"What do you want to talk about?"
"What's your favorite color?"
"It's the same as yours."
"What's mine?"
"Joy, it's gray."
"You are right."
"Heads up Joy, you're almost there."
"Where?"
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Bullied Into Depression
Teen FictionThis is a made up depression story about a boy named Joy who used to be a girl (So he is transgender). And he is bullied a lot so he takes his own life. Does he succeed? Find out...
