Note
They say when a person leaves; that a piece
of them is still behind.
Is that true?
You’re not going to understand. You
never will. The disease I have isn’t commonly accepted as one but I have one. It’s
called Depression. You can’t understand because you refuse to try. So here it
is in my last goodbye maybe you will read this diary and understand that I was
the greatest actress of all time …
September
28th 2007
The
bell echoed in the hallway as the lockers slammed shut in unison. Sneakers
screeched across the linoleum floor and the heels clicked. Doors slamming shut
as the voices faded away. Clutching her binder close to her chest she slowly
walked down the hallway.
“Sophie!” She turned on her heel and
her best friend was running towards her. “You know you can eat lunch with us,
your friends”. The brunette with bleached white tips grinned at the girl
holding her binder. “Mayo-“ “No Soph you owe me besides its pizza day … please
Soph! Please!” Mayo pouted out her bottom lip and the girl crumbled.
Clapping her hands together in
accomplishment the two girls headed to the large cafeteria. She could see them
laughing loudly at one another and looking different yet the same. Her crew of
friends were a interesting one especially her.
