My head swims with the problems of my life.
I would normally paint to release my frustration, but mother thought that it would be a GREAT idea to take me camping!
I let out a scream and stormed into the nearby forest. I chose to stay around the borders of the forest.
I soon returned to school, but I hadnt had a chance to paint and I was quite depressed. I was merely fourteen and my mental problems seemed to lead me towards a future of pure depression, which was something I never wanted. I needed to paint. Wait... I had art today! I laughed and my classmates stared at me like I was a monkey in a zoo.
I returned home in an overly joyous mood and my mother frowned at me skeptically. She probably thought that I was a lunatic of a daughter, but I didnt mind. Because I know that I am who I am, and my mental problems will never purely take over and I may have a happier life than a normal life, but to be honest, I cant tell the future.
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The Guide
General FictionA series of very short stories. All in varying writing styles. I'd say my favourite is Ravenous.
