Hey everyone reading this...
Um...it was my birthday resently and I wanted to tell you all something really important. It's about why I'm even on scratch...
So...in forth grade, I had my first real...reaction I would say...to the real world. My uncle...past away. I was really devastated, but that was only the beginning.
In fifth grade...my great grandmother died. One if my last ones. I thought 'it cant get any worst, right?' Well I was wrong...
In the beginning of sixth grade, other one of my grandmother's died. She was my grandpa's mom. The only person that made me feel better was my grandma's mom. If that makes any sense. She hugged me close when we had her funeral in 7th grade. By then I had started to fall into depression. I was...thinking about...cutting myself.
But then, you know my grandma who hugged me close...well, she died a month after the funeral...
It doesnt end there tho. Bout 3/4 into 7th grade, my last great grandma was rushed to the hospital. My closet family member was in a hospital for 3 weeks before she died in my mom's arms. I cried for weeks, going to school, trying to hold in the tears for her. I was in depression for 2 and half months after that. I still am now, but it isnt nearly as bad as it was...

I'm telling you guys this story, because I know that some of you are going through hard times right now...Scratch has helped me escape form my sadness little by little. I want you all to know that you aren't alone in this world!
I'm not telling you my story so you can feel bad for me, it's so you can realize that life sucks for everyone...

I'm sorry if I made you cry. This is a true story though. I've never told anyone till now.i love you guys like family, even if we dont take much, scratch will always be my second family...
I love you guys so so much...