The day before yesterday, I thought was gonna be one good day but it wasn’t it was like someone walking down the street and heavy wind hit. Hard at that but for me it wasn’t wind it was depression. Honestly I hate talking about my depression but I feel like the more I talk about it the more stress get lifted off of me. I honestly hate this feeling so I decided to talk to my mom and dad about it. I started off like “y’all know it be 5 months since granny past right in those 5 months I been struggling to keep my thoughts straight. It’s like soon I got back from those two weeks in the mental hospital. I still been depressed trying so hard to think in a positive way but I can’t. then I have to go right back to school and get stressed out even more. I honestly feel like giving up but I’ve been talking to god about and he told me to hang on.” After I said what I said I started crying because like i hate feeling this way then they started hugging me telling me it’s gonna get better.
The music was soo loud that i was about to cry. But they we’re getting ready to pass out the cake to the kids so i’m just waitting. As i’m waiting i see my nephew on the floor dance it was so cute he looked so handsome in all red. Finally they bring out the cake all the kids gader around the table singing “HAPPY BIRTHDAY” they started cutting up the cake and passing it out to the kids. They gave my nephew a BIG HUGE piece just to see what he was going to do with it. They sat him down he took one bit and then started smashing it. It got all on his face,legs, and in his hair. It was the cutest thing ever. Thank you for reading my SOL.