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Please don't go!

 "Andy do you know why your here?" The man in front of me asked. "Yeah my teachers think I have depression and fact is I'm just a quite person." I told him. He frowned and shook his head. "Andy, don't pretend to be strong, you can let your feelings out. It's ok." I gave him a puzzled look. "I'm only here so my friends don't kick my butt." I told him firmly. "Andy I'm a consoler for a reason." He looked as if he wanted to hear me say I was sad or gonna cry. I refuse to cry, it looks weak and if I am weak who will be strong? "Look stop prying into my life and leave me alone. It's my life and I'll be fine." I got out of my chair and left the consoling office.

I got to the turn to my class and went the opposite way. I walked pass the front of the school and left the campus for home. About an hour later I walked I the door and tossed my bag aside. "Aunt Bailey I'm home!" I yelled through the house. I saw my Aunt with her long blonde hair and green eyes peer from around the corner. "Schools not out for another four hours, did you ditch?" I smiled. "Why would I ditch?" I laughed. My Aunt frowned. "Andy, I know times are tough, but don't ditch school. It won't help you." I rolled my eyes and started for the stairs. "Andy don't give me that attitude!" She yelled as I kept walking. I got to my room and closed the door. I walked to my bed and laid down by my side dresser. I took a deep breathe and reached for the picture on my dresser. I looked at it with deep pain. It had my parents and I when I was in elementary. I put the picture face down. I crawled to a window and looked outside to the heavens. "I'm gonna be with you again mom and dad. Don't worry." I told myself.

I've don't the same thing since they died a month ago. Just so I do t fall apart. When they died my Aunt Bailey took me under her wing just so I wasn't alone. She didn't won't me to start high school alone so she came here to be my support. I've hidden my tears and pain just so I can be strong. I refuse to break and refuse to admit I'm dieting inside.

 

I'm sorry

I passed by my Aunt Bailey and left for my room. I got up the stairs and in my room. I then locked the door not wanting my Aunt to come in. I walk further into my room I had a window seat, a bed, night stand, and closet. I walked to the window seat and sat down. I looked out side to see our empty back yard. It was nothing. I started to find myself thinking about my day.

 

I looked through my life and memories. I remembered when my parents would push me on a swing in the backyard. I snapped out of the memory when I felt tears going down my cheeks. I couldn't handle the pain. I walked over to my dresser and dug through my drawer. I puller out a razor, but my tears came in my eyes. 

 

*two months ago* 

"Andy?! What is that on your thigh?!" I turned to my parents and looked at my thighs with cuts peeking out from my shorts. "Um...Beth's cat scratched me up..." My parents with tears in their eyes approached me. "Andy don't lie to us!!!" My dad screamed. "Well would you rather me tell you the truth?!" I screamed back. "Yes!" My parents yelled together. "I have Depression, and anxiety. Ok? When Dan dumped me I blew! You happy now?!" I yelled tears burning my cheeks. "No! Andy promise me you'll stop cutting now!" My dad screamed. "No!" I yelled. "Andy now!" He said with anger. "No! It's my life back off!" I am screamed out. "Andy promise us!" He snapped. "Fine!" I stormed out. 

 

*back to the present* 

"I can't do this I promised them..." I whispered. Then shook my head. "If they cared they wouldn't have left me here alone!!!" I cut my arm and screamed. I heard my Aunt run up the stairs and start banging on my door. "Andy?! What's going on in there?!" My Aunt yelled. "Nothing!!! Go away!" I screamed. "Andy what's going on?!" She screamed. I looked at the door then to the window. I grabbed a bag packed some things and ran away. I could let her know what I was doing. If she knew I was sure to be beat. So I had no choice.

On the run

I ran out front and turned left. I covered where I had cut my arm. Then ran for a gas station to hide out in till later. When I arrived I started to bandage my arm. Then had a flash back. 

 

*three months ago with Dan*

"Andy where's my bag?!" Dan screamed. "I don't know!" I yelled back. "It has all my stuff!" He yelled back. "Well I don't know where it is!" I screamed out pissed off. He stormed into the room with a bat. He grabbed one of my arms and swung at me. "Ahhhhh!" I screamed in pain. "Where's my bag?" He screamed pissed. "I don't know!!!" I yelled tears streaming down my face. "Liar!" He swung at me a few more times. "Stop please?! I really don't know!" I cried out in pain. He squeezed my arm. "Yes you do!" 

 

*back to the present* 

I left the bathroom all bandaged up. I walked into the station and grabbed some snacks. I walked out to go back to the house, when I saw him. It was Dan. I ran for a the bathroom to hide with fear through me. 

 

*back to three months ago* 

"Dan I seriously don't know!" I cried out in fear. He dragged me to a room and locked me in alone. "You can't come out till you tell me!!" He yelled through the door. I looked around and saw blood on the floor. I realized it was mine and saw he beat me so hard it tore skin. I saw a window and left to go back to my parents.

 

*back to present* 

I started to hyperventilate in the bathroom. I felt panic and fear. I didn't know what to do. I needed help and fast!

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Publication Date: 07-28-2014

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Dedication:
Andy is being consoled because her teachers see she's only being strong to hide her pain of loosing her parents. She refuses to show how she feels and to let them know she misses them more then life itself.

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