Hello readers, I'm back, it's very easy to fake your smile guys, but you can't fake your feelings cause one day you will meet someone who understands you and will be the person to help you when you're depressed. When I was a little girl, I use to live in the Philippines and the people call me the girl that kills people cause any person that is by me will end up injured, died, one of their family members injured, died. Life was hard for me cause other kids teased me, they made my life like a living hell, then my brother died. I was so mad and felted like I was going to die cause my brother was the only person who understand me. After all of that, I moved to the US and started a new life. I started 2nd grade and people were mean, I didn't know what depression was back then, had a rough school in 3rd, 4th, 5th, and 6th grade in my elementary school, people didn't like me.