When I was a boy, I was fun, happy, quite mischievous, I was a good kid, I loved playing the guitar, and I loved seeing people satisfied. I had one problem, I heard voices. Whispers in my head, commands, I had tried to explain it to my ma once, but due to previous experiences with her friends and family, she chose to deny the fact that I needed help. I had a phone, an iPhone 5c, to be exact. I'd use it strictly for social media just as any 14 year old would. I met a girl, on Instagram, believe it or not. I was blind to it then, but this girl was about to change my life forever. We'll call her A. I would come to love A, I didn't know it then.

 When I was just a girl, i was happy, I was fun to be around, I was funny. But, I was sad, I was filled of guilt, even if "it" wasn't my fault I'd still feel as if "it" is, diagnosed with depression, anxiety filled me. My childhood was a drag, I tried to kill myself once before a boy came along, he was happy, so good at guitar, he was weird, so weird. I first saw him on instagram. His posts were funny and I thought he was cute, so I messaged him. I knew he wasn't like other kids, but what I didn't know was, that he was about to change my life. For the better. We'll call him J, I would come to love J, I didn't know it then.

 AP had started a direct message conversation,

"Hey, you don't know me, but you seemed cool so I messaged you, how are you?"

"I'm fine! Thanks for asking, what about you?"

He wasn't fine.

"I'm just as fine, so you go to Lakewood?" A asked.

I'm done.