Having stress in my life, my mother my father. I've fallen into a hole, a hole you can't escape. What's that hole you must ask, it's depression.
I was walking home from school. I had nobody, except my good friend, he always helped me, he doesn't know I cut. "So Danielle..." be said to me smiling and pushed my shoulder playfully. "What?" I say giggling as we arrived at my house. I heard yelling and screaming,so we quietly walked in. My father walked up to me. "Oh so you think your friend came walk in when ever he wants to!" He yelled. "No..." I said quietly. "What did you say?" I say with a loud voice. "No!" I said again. "You have to leave, now." He said to my friend. He left the the lights went out and I fell in the floor
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