Depression

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"Martha, wait up!" I ran towards her attempting to grab her wrist. She pulled her hand back and screamed, "I want nothing to do with you. You freaking cheated on me, I HATE YOU! We're through." She ran off with tears sliding off her face. As I watched her run I slid to the ground and started crying. "Well there goes my first girlfriend" I murmured through the tears.

Since then I've locked myself in my room, not willing to get out. But in this dark room, no one would be able to hear my pitiful sorrows. This whole situation sucked. I didn't do anything wrong, I never even looked at another girl. So how dare she even accuse me of cheating, if anything she was the one that cheated. I guess 7 months together meant nothing to her, but it's whatever.

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