(warning, short page this time)

I turn off my phone and walk towards the door, I hesitate but open it anyway 'oh, she's here, I feel a bit better' I go down the stairs and step outside. "I'm just gonna get it over with" I say putting my hands on my hips smiling, but it goes away when my phone vibrates showing that my mom messaged me so I look at it "no, I'm trying to have a good-er day!!!" I yell violently poking my phone putting on silent.

(two months later) 'I'm not going to the doctor anymore' I say in my head as I walk into my room and locking the door "I should change the way my room looks like, gasp maybe I can put my bed there! aw but then my.. no I'm just gonna write" I say to myself, but I end up not writing and on my phone 'why does everyone assume stuff about me? all I want to do is be like my grandma' I start to cry at thinking about my grandma.