The True Colors Of Me

Chapter one.

Chapter one: Stellas point of view

They were coming closer and closer until they were right in my face then.... BEEP BEEP!

My alarm woke me from yet another nightmare. I had been having these "dreams" for three years now. I needed help badly but no one would listen, and the people that would listen didn't understand, no one did!

They were getting worse. All the nightmares, they had to do with the same thing.They were of me in different ways. You see, I didn't really know who I was or why I was on this earth. I had been to the doctor once. Last summer, and he said that I had a mild case of depression. "Nothing too serious." he had said.

So over the course of the summer my whole life had changed. My boyfriend moved away, my friends started ignoring me and my dreams weren't getting any better.

BEEP BEEP!!!! My alarm screamed. I hit snooze, jumped out of bed and threw on my clothes. A green top that says "I know it's hard, but don't stare" and my favourite jeans. I quickly brushed my hair put in my rainbow feather earrings and rushed out of my room. My mother was waiting for me in the kitchen. She had my four apple slices and dish of yogurt. Yes, my mother had put me on a diet to try to get rid of my dreams and feelings, I asked her "really you thought of a diet before you thought of a therapist" but she ignored me.

I ate my breakfast and hurried off to get the rest of my stuff ready for school. Everyone knew about my depression because I told one of my friends, ex-friends, about it and she blabbed. So now everything is all awkward and weird at school; but you get used to it.

I ran out the door just in time to catch the bus. The day had just started and I already felt sick. I hate the bus but I was riding it today because I really didn't feel like walking. I don't know why, but I felt my mind wonder to Lucas, my Ex. We had broken up because he had moved to Alberta.We still Skype every now and then but we agreed to call it off because he wanted to still talk and long distance never works. Still, I had a thing for him, and I always would, no distance could change that.

The bus stopped at all the regular stops and made a bee line for the school. When we got there I was the first one off. I always sit at the front for this purpose. I darted off the bus and hurried of to English. I didn't like to stand out so I just stayed out of the way and kept quiet, but that would all change, I just didn't know that yet!