If I had only know... I would go easier on myself. I would treat myself with much more respect, and possibly not feel guilty every day of my life.
Before this long twisted story of my depression begins, I feel I should introduce myself.
My name is Poet Jane Sunders. I am 17 years old, in high school just like everyone else my age. I am pretty average, although some would classify me as hipster, I can't help but to agree with them. I have an 11 year old brother named Fable John Sunders. Our names may be odd or strange but they represent our parents and they are loved even more because of it.
If I had known that night would have been the last I'd ever seen of my parents, maybe I wouldn't have ignored them, maybe I would have kissed them good night, maybe I would have forgiven them for their newly filed divorce. It doesn't matter now. I can't go back in time to change anything, if I could they'd still be here.
If I could have a time machine, I wouldn't let them go in the first place. That way the gang wouldn't have got them at the red light... They would still be the parents I had loved even through their fake smiles.
Now comes the hard part, explaining what I was told that night, the very night it happened. I was only ten years old...
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Dodging Bullets
Подростковая литератураPoet has struggled almost her entire life with depression and self harm. Her parents died when she was only ten and has felt guilty from the moment she heard that they were gone. She keeps close watch on her brother, Fable... the only one else who s...
