Do you ever wonder what it feels like to be depressed, or suicidal? I don't. I wish I wasn't. But, I'm not really controlling what I feel when people start whispering about me when I walk into a room. Or when I walk by, or just in the room.
I would've been dead. Until Agent Washington, Agent Texas, Agent Carolina, Sarge, Church, Grif, Tucker, Simmons, Doc, Donut, Caboose, and Lopez found me. I swear Lopez wanted to kill himself though... No one understood him... Besides me.
I was always bullied in school. My mother and father tried to do everything to make me happy. I never wanted to talk about it so, they gave me everything I wanted. I never asked for thousands of stuff. They just gave it to me.
I have one friend, now. She's dead though. Which sucks. She keeps me company, talks sometimes and appears when she has enough energy. Usually she looks out for me. Like a big sister. Something I never had.
I tried suicide a few times. They failed. Either that or I was caught.
I stopped.