A Desperate Love Story

Chapter 1

Kay's POV

Have you ever felt like life isn't worth worth meaning for? Have you ever felt useless? Why does the world need you? Who really cares about you? If you occasionally ask yourself these questions, that means you're depressed. And I, Kathleen Anderson, am in a depression coma (according to my family). I have a very small, abnormal, original (if you will) family. It's just my mom, my dad, my older brother, and me. My moms been trying to get me out of my depression lately. She's been doing everything she can, but she doesn't seem to understand there is nothing she really can do to help me. My dads been helping her come up with ideas. Sometimes when I come downstairs I see my parents talking in a secretive way and it disturbs me how I know they are talking about me. I awoke with the obnoxious beeping of my alarm clock. I groaned and tried looking for the alarm clock my moving my hand around the drawer, not long after I realized that I have dropped it. When the alarm clock hit the floor the beeping has finally stopped. I stretched in bed and slowly got out. When I picked up the clock I realized it was 7:53 AM. Oh no! I must have fallen asleep after the alarm clock hit the floor and now I'm going to be late to school! I jumped with a start and ended up cracking my neck. I grabbed the first shirt and a pair of jeans I could find and quickly slipped them on me. I ran into my bathroom and brushed my teeth. I ran into my room, grabbed my makeup kit so I could do my makeup in the car, and ran downstairs. Surprisingly, no one was there. I froze for a second and saw the calendar than was duck taped to on the kitchen wall. I must have forgotten to turn my alarm clock off last night because today is Saturday! I don't have school! I groaned and opened the fridge. A few hours passed. My mom told me she decided my brother and I should have sibling time. I said I'd do it (but for her sake only).