Chapter one and only

I wrote this story because I wanted to vent out the feelings that were drowning me. It's about the depression I was going through.

You may call it cheesy, cringy, exaggerating,self-pitying. You may call me attention-seeker, or even a bitch for all I care.

I wrote this story during a very difficult period in my life, where I felt like I had no one to talk to. I suddenly came up with the idea thinking I might not be alone.

Through this story I want to convey to other people that you are never alone. I'm one of those people. I thought and still think that I'm alone for some parts.

It's a very short story, but please, the only thing I will ask for is to read it with companionship.