Descriptive Essay - Original Writing

1757 Words Nov 20th, 2016 8 Pages
Onetime in 5th grade I decided to take like 10 Benadryl (I can laugh at that, Benadryl though) I didn’t want to live anymore. I was so disappointed when I woke up the next day.
Now fast forward to use moving to VA, and when we first get here we stay with my grandmother (my dad’s mother) until my mother finds a place. I’m in middle school at this point. She’s having one of her fits and I don’t even know what I did, probably nothing. She smacking me up, and my grandmother’s boyfriend comes in the house and saves me. The physical slowed up drastically, but not the verbal. However, I was able to tune that out most of the time. We moved out and she found a man, and then she left me alone. Like months go by and nothing, so they break up, here she go again. I’m in full blown depression though and have been for years, but I know how to mask it. I’m sure this is why I don’t always speak how I feel, because of years of masking it. I go to school, I have friends, I laugh, and do after school activities, but on the inside I just wanted to die. In the 8th grade I decide I am done and take a host of pills, I’m out for like a day though, and when I do get up I feel like shit or maybe I was high. I told my best friend at the time, and she tells the school counselor. The counselor calls me to her office, and we talk. Then the counselor calls my mother to come up to the school. My mother somehow makes it all about her, which she often does. Even to this day it is all about…

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