"The moments of that summer had been beautifully tormented by the minds of a depressed generation. Despite the freedom that those three months suggested, many of us were still trapped within the walls of our own petty problems. Our parents couldn’t understand our incessant need to sit behind the 7-Eleven and drink, hoping to chase away the pain and the thoughts until we were numb. I don’t think that we quite understood it either. Instead driven by the words and feelings that encompassed us, we spent the summer trying to stay away from the stress and reality of the world that we lived in" http://wattpad.com/story/5219112
