Story 5 : The Nightmare is Reality

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Lonely Juliet locked in her dark room , the only light that reaches her room is the sunlight , the Eco plays in her head like a song singing 'broken lines across my mirror ,show my face all red and bruised and though I scream and I screamed ,well no one came running no I wasn't saved I wasn't saved from you' , her positivity turned negativity , her kindness turned rudeness , her friendly heart turned from white to black ,but it's a good black for a girl who's being depressed not because of hate , it's a good black heart empty from envy , hate or jealous and it's replaced with sadness,depression and pain and no matter how wide she smiles you can still see sorrow through her eyes , she is never fake , innocence and excitement were in her heart in the first place not like some other girls they envy and hate !! how could innocence , excitement and happiness be replaced with depression and emptiness? how could her body turn numb after being active and lively ? oh ! of course it is the social life that trapped teenagers and led them to depression's circle , the feeling of being not good enough made her insecure , all the sweet things that she used to imagine faded weeks ,nothing seems to help ,she doesn't want to be depressed , she thought sadness will last for awhile ,but she never knew what is coming , depression attacked her like a storm.

Juliet decided to overcome her depression and phobia ,she went out of her room ,her family just stared, 'I'll try to overcome my depression and phobia but don't you dare to try to drag me into a social life circle ! or other then that you'll loose my soul' she treated in anger , her mother realized that dragging her to social gatherings would be a disaster, her father is a therapist ,but he never cared about her ! he only helped his patients ,but he wasn't a good successful therapist , he just listens to them and gives them cures .

Summer ended ,Juliet walked through the school hallways avoiding her fake friends with the same mocks , walking through the school hallways hearing gossips , judgments , laughs and the most important thing is bullying , it's weird how her bully 'Michael' is bullying another guy in front of lockers instead of her , she stood there wondering .

'oh look who finally showed up to take what she deserves !' Michael says coming towards her

'you know ! SNAP OUT OF IT YOU PATHETIC ! DAYDREAM ENDS IT'S REALITY WAKE UP!!' Michael yelled , she jumped and ran out of school , losing her direction until she hit a tree and fainted .

She woke up , everything was blurry ,she saw a woman dressed in a simple long black dress with black hair that flicks on her shoulders sitting few long distance away from her,

'you are going to be a disease Juliet!' the woman said with harsh tone

'what?' Juliet asked in confusion

'you are depressed , you will effect other teenagers like you!' the woman smirked

'who are you ?' Juliet asked , she felt something weird goes around her legs , she took the cover off and saw her legs bruised , 'what is going on ? what is that ? who are you ? tell me COME ON ! TELL ME WHO YOU ARE AND WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?' Juliet said in tension and yelled the last part , the woman stood with an evil smirk.

Suddenly she woke up and realized that it is just a nightmare , she learned that facing her bully and speaking up is better than staying in a dark room that a sunlight could reach it in the a morning and a green light that lights it a little bit at night , even though it was just a nightmare , she couldn't handle the self-conflict ,she sneaked to the kitchen and grabbed a knife, she cut her thighs and wrists so hard , they say she bleed insanely , she lost a lot of blood , nobody could help her , her self-conflict wasn't only effecting her sweet dreams and turn them into nightmares ! No ! it also ran the tension through her veins and made her pull her hair and her eyelashes and eyebrows , she couldn't handle Trichotillomania (a pulling hair disorder) , she didn't want to end up aka psychopath , but the hospital was shaken with nurses and doctors who had tried to save her ! but too late !! her heart beat stopped ,her family is shocked and the world stopped for a minute and walked ,because world is still going , you rarely find those who actually appreciate pain or struggles ! the world to her parents stopped within a second or a few minutes of shock , they cried for few days and kept going on , the planet is a filthy place sometimes and the worst part is that she was trapped ! the only escape wasn't just music or writing No! it was also cutting till death !

-MAHA A.

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My friends seriously suicide isn't the answer of your problems , it ends you ,but half of your problems might as well be thrown at your friend or friend or any relative or close person to you , and my point is that we're losing a lot of beautiful spirits that took their stress and fears out by cutting or pulling their hair (trichotillomania) or picking their skins(dermtillomania)or take drugs , I want to make a change ! every single year teenagers or kids commit suicide because of being ignored or having issues , some of them tell others and others use their issues against them as a joke or threat them , and the others just keep it inside and hold it all in which is something unhealthy , so my book is about characters and just some sad , depressing and suicidal stories so if you are +13 and you have the ability to read them without being effected then welcome , and if you can't then don't better for both of us ! and speaking about the category or group of these who suffer I'm here for you ! and i love you ! I don't know who you are ,but you can follow me on social media and I'll be there :)

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snapchat : @weird_bunny5sos

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any friend who suffers from these kinda issues like (having a suicidal mind-selfharm - trichotillomania- dermtillomania) just give them my kik account and i'll be there to listen ! I'm not a therapist ,but I could at least be there for someone when no one is !

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