A Frozen Angel By Bo-Edward Lawrence Comments

A Frozen Angel

They had missed it. Nobody blamed them, but they shouldn't have missed it. I just don't understand why the world has abandoned me. I sit in my room staring for hours at this clock that seems to tick a little slower than usual. My eyes feel enlarged but filled with sand as if I couldn't bare the pain to miss a second. Every now and then my legs begin to shake and goose bumps cover my skin like a blanket that won't let go. As I write this letter with my pencil at hand I continue to write and erase, make and destroy, create and delete, I just can't seem to narrow my mind enough to make a point that will stick to this white paper. I am alone and confused with many thoughts that are rushing through my head like a freight train.
I stay curled up in a fettle position in this dark corner in my room because it's the only place in this world I feel safe. My bed seems to move centimeters away with each passing day, soon it will become a foreign object to me. My parents have always noticed my slow spiraling depression but they agreed with the rest of them when I needed them most. Every time I see their judging faces I reminisce on the time I went crazy screaming
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