Amanda is a pretty, enigmatic, loud, confident, rich and a depressed rebel of a girl. She's everything I'm not. I want to be like her. She's on the verge of self-destruction and I'm ready to fall with her inside the dark pit of nothingness, but am I ready to throw away the life I loath so much and dive into a world I know I don't belong into and become the kind of person I hate the most? a short story about teenage angst and depression. I hope and don't hope you could relate (does that make sense?) Anyway, this is very dark, but somehow I see Amanda as a girl with a heart of gold. this is not autobiographical and i do not do any of the activities mentioned. just a work of my complex mind. Thank youuuuuuu! :) I'll add the other chapters some time.