My perfect Fairytale

Teaser

"You all know me as the girl who tried to kill herself. I think it's sad that this is the way I have to introduce myself, because none of you know my actually name." I sigh.

"It's not that we don't know it's that we don't care to know." A girl smirking says

"That's fine, I don't like any of you self-centered whores !anyways." I respond.

"Emma watch the language now! Continue your poem." Mrs. Kuta barks.

"Ugh, fine.Depression is a war,
Every thought is a bullet,
Every movement is a punch,
And every word is a stab in the heart,
Depression is a thief,
It steals everything your once had,
Everything left behind are the things that keep you trapped.
Depression is murder it killed the girl I once used to be,
When I look in the mirror I see this thing,
Depression is a zombie,
Your alive but your dead.
Your unaware of what's happening your the walking dead.
Depression is a nightmare you wake up into hell.
Your afraid if living,
Everything seems impossible to bear.
Depression is an ocean,
A sea of emotions.
Your drowning everyday however your never saved.
Depression is a bottomless pit,
Never ending pain
Never ending struggles
Their is no light
Their is no escape
Depression is a war a constant battle within yourself.
I think I might surrender for I've had enough
Depression is a war
You either win
Or you die trying
And I'm afraid to say I'm losing."

After I said that, I could barely breathe. I was so scared that I was about to be judged. But, after I said that people started clapping and not even the teacher the students. I felt a weight lifted off my shoulders. Then, I started thinking about what's gonna happen tomorrow. People will still judge me. Give me dirty looks. Ill still be fighting myself. It will be exactly the same, nothing ever changes.

Their was a knock on the class room door. A boy walked in. He was hot not even gonna lie. Mrs. Kuta announced, "everybody I'd like to introduce you to Luke our new student." All the girls were drowning, I was too.
He leaned over at me and said "can I borrow a pencil?"

I lean over and grab a pencil from my backpack. It had Disney princess's on. "Sorry, that's the only pencil I have." I say "it's okay, I like Disney." Luke added. He looked at me and smiled, he's the first person to ever smile at me in months. Ever since the incident nobody wants to get to know me. They judge me but they don't know why I tried.

The bell rang for us to go home at like 3:30pm. I walk home, not because I live close or anything but because it helps me think. I turned down on my street. And a saw a moving co. Truck. Their was this girl standing on front of it. She was probably my age, she had strawberry blonde hair, blue eyes, tall, skinny. She was pretty I guess.

I walked in the door to my house, and hell has already started.

My moms throwing things at my brother, yelling at him. MY dads passed out on the couch drunk. I walk up the stairs to my room, and lock the door. I imminently take off my jeans and put on sweats. I walk over to my window seat and start my homework. I saw that girl again but this time she was walking towards my house. Great.