Pain

A Story by Lexie Carmon

I slammed the door to my room, and pushed my back against it. I slowly slid down to the floor bawling my eyes out. Familiar thoughts of suicide started to flood my head. Not again, I thought to myself. I need help. The door bell rang.

"S**t!" I exclaimed. I quickly got up and wiped my tears.

"Dena?" called my best friend Lilly from behind the door.

I quickly put on a long, plaid shirt to hide the cuts on my arms, and I put my small bag of cocaine in my underwear drawer. Also, I quickly sprayed some vanilla scented perfume on me to hide the smell of weed. I glanced at myself one last time in the mirror. Perfect. I look as if nothing is wrong.

"Omg, hey girl! Looking pretty as always!" said Lilly when I opened the door. I flashed the biggest smile ever.

"I wish I was always as happy as you! I have such a hard time with being positive ever since David broke up with me," said Lilly. I sighed. She really had no idea how close I was to the edge....Perfect Dena was all anyone ever knew me as. No one knew that I was struggling with a drug addiction, eating disorder, financial problems, and depression. She took another look at me in awe. I smiled my winning Dena smile again, and as always, my smile lied very well. Everything is fine.

© 2014 Lexie Carmon

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SkellaRad

Very strong message. This hits home very hard with me because I have major depression disorder. So I understand Dena. I would like to know if this will be a book or just this one story. If it is a chapter in a book, then my only critic is I would like it to be longer.
Other then that, very good!

-Skella Rad