The Park Bench

I never thought that I would be spending my summer holidays like this. Alone. Sitting on a park bench. Contemplating wether or not I should take my own life. And as the birds flew and the people passed, my thoughts got deeper and deeper, spiralling into a tornado of bad thoughts and depression.

You see, I never used to be like this. I used to be a haply girl, full of life. But then something bad happened, something that no-one knows about, something that no-one will never know about. Except now.