I have many friends.
I am quite popular among my crowd.
I have many best friends, 1 bf, but only two best-best friends.
My, once, group I had had is now...separating. One is now a scene prep...
The other a jocky-jock. We used to be cute, smart, and the awesomest people you could hang with, but we werent preps or populars. Now, as I said, we are different and dont hang out as much. The prep's name is Trivia, the jocks is Rea. Trivia is now a slut and will date any guy in the time zone of about a month. Rea is boy crazy and is soo busy with the popular jocks and trying to make a band. We have three way talking on the phone ALL the time, but its not like we are talking serious matters like we used to. Trivia is always texting and Rea is either bugging the hell out of the other people on the phone with loud music or a movie or maybe just taking a bath and splashing and shes 14! They don't understand me like they used to.

My new best friends, Melina and Patricia, they understand and will listen to me with open minds and arms. I'm thankful to have them and forever will be but it still doesnt sew up my emptiness inside. They understand, but not all.
My bf is trying his hardest at everything to keep me sane and safe. He loves me and wants to never leave me. I'm his first gf and only one. We are gonna last along time but it still doesnt heal every cut and bruise on my heart.
I write poetry and hope to be a famous "poetry for the depressed teenagers" writer. I know that probably sounds like I'm being a hater but I'm serious. My poetry really reaches out and touches your heart. You can understand it anyway you want to. My poetry is understandable and really reaches out to you (not literally but that would be cool).
By the end of this summer I hope to have my journal filled and a book published! Look it up under author: Katheryn Rose Camm! But just wait I'm only 13 and I dont know the legal age to publish a teenagers poetry book. sweatdrop .

My sister. My mother. My baby brother. And my soon-to-be step father have moved away to florida and left me with my legal parents. I never even got to hold my little brother and tell him I love him. I didnt even get to see him. My parents hated my sister, Chloe! Hated her family! They didnt understand the bond between me and, at the time, the only person who understood! Her mother was warm and cared about me more than this lady, the one I have to call mom, could ever even come close to! I have never had a little brother or any sibling for that fact, so to actually think I could have one, was like having the sister/brother who was my twin come into my life!
Chloe started my whole life! And my parents ended it! She was there whenever something happened...and they tryed to stop me from seeing her! Thanks to her and her mother, I felt I had a family, and then they left, and sure I knew, but it felt like I had lost everything. I lost my family! The ones who offered to adopt me if my dad never stopped emotionally abusing me. The ones who took me in with open arms when I NEEDED to come over! The ones who treated me like a REAL part of the family...are gone...
Now my soul is in depression and its all my "parents'" fault. They also made my schizophrenia get worse.

I needed to get this out. Any stories to tell us here in the guild?