My mom said, "Okay Danielle, come with me I think you need counciling." I replied and said, "No ma, that's never going to help!!!" My ma convinced me to go to counciling. She said all of these lies that I thought, weren't true. I sat there and pondered more thoughts into my mind because if I continue to act upon my thoughts, a lot of people would be missing. Some shot, some stabbed, what else could you think of for a typical kid. But no, overtime I felt as if I were different. Having suicidal thoughts, cutting myself, and wanting to cause harm to everyone else. Only because of my pain and my hurt blaming others because of my past guilts. I felt as though nobody loved nor cared about me, other than my music and my art. We were like one, if I couldn't have you NOBODY ELSE COULD!!!!
