Yours Truly,

Up lifting.

I once heard that one of my family members were depressed.

It sucked, the blonde was distant and un-self explanatory for all the reasons in the world.

People said they would hear her cry at night or in the shower.

It was in the fall of 2010 that I couldn't stoop my harsh feelings anymore.

That day everything changed, better nor worse, it changed. Like everything vanished, gone like it was never there.

I finally snapped. The brown-eyed blood member was wide eyed and shocked.

Standing up to my words the depressed figure decided to get help.

I had enough to the point of I was depressed myself. No one can explain it. It is impossible.

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Two weeks later progress was made. Smiles were shown and laughter was in the cold air. Making it seem as if everything was fine fore once in out lives- because it was.

The blondes eyes sparkled with excitement and joy.

My eyes reared up with victory and love.

Quite a sight if you ask me.

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A few years later she had a child. A beautiful girl. Ecstatic about the news out hearts basically exploded.

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She never talked about her past.

She never thought about it either.

It was in the past.

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As the little girl grew older, ages. The mother soon realized that her niece was her lifesaver, her rock.

As her niece was only sixteen at the moment she couldn't be more thankful.

As her aunt thanked the teen whenever she could pain and worry overcame that superhuman feeling.

Normally it was fine, lights and days, smiles and happy tears left lonely. Replaced with agony, was it possible for a young girl to be feeling this way?

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Time passed as the young women turned twenty, people noticed now.

Locked in her room for days at a time. Only ever coming out rarely.

Her aunt had a talk with her.

"As family I care, as a person I love."

The girl sat carelessly staring off into blankness.

As her aunt carried on holding the newborn baby of hers tears welled in her eyes.

The young girl whispered, "Their words sting."

Her brown eyed aunt nodded in agreement. "Words are only words, people only like the way they sound. Actions speak louder than words."

Tears and finally a true emotion erupted from the twenty year old.

"They think they are 'cool' because I'm not normal.." Her voice was wavering barely audible.

"Describe cool for me, will you?"

The girl was confused, "Well..erm, I don't know." She admitted.

The aunt nodded, "You can't, it is all in their heads. Tell me, how do they act when no one is around?"

She shrugged, "no one is around"

Her blonde aunt blinked, "Exactly, normal. Describe that word for me,"

"Like everyone else. You can fit in. You aren't a freak," the younger girl from the blood line whispered.

"Are you like everyone else?"

She shook her head 'no'. "Because the word normal is described, you aren't normal. No one is, do you have a twin?"

"No,"

"Your sisters are twins, do they act the same?"

"No,"

"They aren't normal, they are different. Embrace it," the older female patted her knee and walked away.

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(A/N none of these are true, I just come up with them.)