"Why me?"
"Why...why me?"
I kept whispering to myself as the sunsets over the mountain as I'm floating in my Kayak to get shit out of my head.
Looking around for answers as I'm stranded on an island on the river... scared, worried is this whom I am now? Have I've become
Someone else since you left me?
It's getting dark now and I cannot see shit.
I for one is terribly terrified of the dark don't know where you're going and it's so dark it's like I can see through my depression, running through the skies like demons clouding around Sam and dean off of supernatural.
SHIIIT!!!!!
I forgot my flashlight and camping bag in the truck... what do I do?
WHAT DO I DO!!!!!!!!
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How come?
Short StoryHow come is based on everyday bases Life and how to live it Depression and how to come over it Forgive me this is my first story
