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Sometimes, it's hard to confirm the feelings of a 13 year old girl. It could be anything and yet, no one could understand except that special someone. Adults such as guidance counselors and therapists always say that they understand what you are feeling because they may have once experienced it. But they are lying right through their teeth. Who doesn't lie? The child would feel that telling the adult will not benefit them in any way but yet, they still explain and tell. They don't care because telling them just means an extra mouth to stuff... telling them won't lessen the burden. Maybe if they think that the child will feel better telling a person their own age.. a person that isn't impatient.. then maybe, the chances of the child getting better in mental status is higher.
Yet... they don't realize it. They keep digging into the child's past.. digging and digging.. They aren't afraid of the consequences though. The child may feel right through friends, online friends, imaginary characters, or just plainly... themselves. It has been proven that teens in depression can see themselves in their dreams.. seeing how many burdens they have and knots in their souls.
Therefore... adults should not interfere too much with the next generation's lives... They do not understand, pretending they do.. or thinking that they do. But yet.. they gain their knowledge through books, their own experiences, and their stories. They're not the ones experiencing it now.. not the ones realizing what the new technology brings them.. the troubles and everything.
Me? Well, being the eldest is hard. My mom and dad seem to lessen their anger on me. I always thought that they don't really treat me the same way as my brothers because I'm a girl and they're sexist. But then I thought again, Mom has been treating me pretty nicely these past few years when I entered 7th grade. But then, everything crashed. My parents forgot my 13th birthday.. almost everyone that knew my birthday forgot... I lost self confidence, my self esteem lowered but yet, no one noticed. The pain behind a smile is something that not all people would realize.
No one has ever taken the time to know me.. to actually distinguish my feelings. Of course, not everyone does that. But I do.. I try to distinguish feelings.. and that's how I keep clear of someone's path if they're angry, tired or any other negative mood. I learn.. and watch. Except, I don't see anyone else but me doing it. This tires me. I can't sleep. I have to think of something to do or I will bore myself to death. That is why I hold burdens and that's why I listen. People tell me what's troubling them, I try helping them solve it. Give them ideas or something. I use the free time that I have to help think of ideas. Not that I have any experience myself, but I want to help lessen the distress in this world.
Music was made to lessen the stress given to the innocent human beings but yet, it also releases more stress. Movies were made, technology evolved... everything was complicated into the next generation's lives and therefore, we live in a uncivilized society. People are only seeing what they want to see and turn a blind eye to what they don't want to see. Therefore, they create trouble between problems. If they known sooner, saw the early symptoms... maybe.. just maybe.. everything would be better. But yet, no one knows the future?
So now here I am, wasting all this time to type out my thoughts and I finally got a small part of me out. I love to help but I would also like it if I found that one person that I truly trust to tell these secrets to. I may have a supernatural memory... but I'm trying to forget a lot of the sad times... therefore.. I burst and get short term memory.. very short... I may not even remember what I did 5 hours ago. So, I really have to speak my mind. Yet, I don't have a friend within my mind radius to talk to and even if I have a friend within mind radius.. I don't have a true and faithful friend. Those are hard to find. I may be one of them or I may be one of the fakes. Who knows and who cares what I am? They don't care and they know they don't care. They just need entertainment in life and I am it. I am the happiness radiator. That's it. Therefore.. I should learn to change myself and my personality?
I don't know anymore and neither does anyone else. It's my own problems and I try to solve it myself until that someone comes. I try to mind my own business and let's hope others do the same. This is it for now I suppose. Have a great day!
---Elections Day ---
Obama or McCain?

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