I know I suffer from depression my sience grade has begun to drop my basketball coach is helping me get it up
I have a lot of problems some I tell my friends the others im not completely sure about
I also dont talk to my friends as much which is weird for me
I just try to ignore them I feel like I'll never be the same a girl who isn't really my friend just on my basketball team opened up to me and I opened up to her in return so her and one of my friends is trying to help me but I ignore them and I hate are counselor I went to her last year and told her some of my life and she thought I felt better after are session but I actually felt worse
the girl from my basketball team was going to give me her phone number so we could talk but I ignored her and I hate to say it but some of this depression is my brothers faults they messed up their lifes big time so ever since I was in the third or fourth grade all I heard was yelling and i remember when my dad was drinking and my brothers were going to leave for their friends houses and I begged them to take me with because I hate seeing my dad drunk it scares me I never can tell anymore who my dad is
plus I have so many other troubles I wil not put on here
But I know I need help because I know its depression I have been crying almost every day and I repeat I will never be the same I try to act happy at are basketball games and practices so nobody knows even though all the snobs on the team never cared when I was younger and burst out crying all the time they never even asked me whats wrong so now I try to act like them at are basketball games but I can feel their rejection when I make a joke and they dont laugh or some of them at our games I will yell pass me the ball and I'll be right next to them where they can esily do a bounce pass under the person on thems arm but they never do

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I am not just what I remember. I am also what I dream. - The book: Escape from Memory Author: Margaret Peterson Haddix