I was laying on my bed with the lights off for quite a while now. I wasn't tired, nor was I trying to sleep, I just liked the dak; I thought it was peaceful. I do this a lot. I don't really like people, going outside is the worst, and I pretty much dislike everything, so this is how I spend most of my time.
     "Kira!" My mother called out to, breaking my calm silence. "Come down stairs, now." I never really talked to my mother, unless it was something important, and she usually left me alone in my room. I walk out of my room and into the kitchen, where I found my parents. "You need to get out more." My father said sternly. I stared at him with a blank face. Nope, not gonna do what he says. I would rather stay in my own comfort.
     I shrug my shoulders at them and walked back up the stairs into the room. I closed the door and pressed my ear up to it. I knew my parents were going say something about me being so perverse. I couldn't hear everything they were saying things underlines of me having depression, and that I need help.
    In my personal opinion, I think I'm fine. I'm just quiet socially awkward. I don't feel sad, and I definitely don't have suicidal thoughts. I just like the dark. Is there anything wrong with that? I grab my computer from my nightstand and I turn it on. I decide to go on youtube and watch some videos. After about an hour or so of watching Tyler Oakley and Troye Sivan, I see an ad. It's about depression. Seriously? I slam my laptop shut and throw it on the end of my bed.
    I'll prove to my parents that I'm not a depressed teenager. It's 7:30 pm but I don't care. I run down stairs and grab my coat. I'm going to the library. I walk down the long streets of New York and see a few street performers. I give them a quick smile, and keep walking.
   Once I was there, I grabbed a random book and started reading. It was about an Amish girl leaving home to be a nanny for two children in "the English world", and it seemed very intresting. I was there for a while and I had the book alomst finished when I felt someone poke my shoulder. I glared at the girl behind me who seemed about my age and she backed up a little bit. "May I sit here" Ugh, she has one of those high squeeky voices. Ew.
   But I nodded my head anyways and she sat beside me. "I'm Rosalee. What's your name?" At first, I tried to ignore her, but with she was staring at me and it made me feel really uncomfortable. "Kira Lane" I said quietly.
  "Nice name!" She said all bubbly. This girl seemed really annoying. "How old are you? I'm 15."
  "So am I." I said with a scowl. Why is she so happy?
  "That's so cool! Wanna go to the mall tomorrow?" Yep. Just like your average popular girl. I really don't want to go, but I have to prove to my mother and father that I can be social. I nod my head and she started squealing. Oh my goodness no thank you. I need to escape.
   "Okay, well I need to go now. Nice meeting you." I scribbled down my cell phone number and practically threw it at her. "See you tomorrow. Good bye!" Then I ran out the door. I got home around 9 and my parents were sitting in the living room
   "Where were you?" My mother spoke.
   "Library" was all I said before going into my room. I changed into my PJs and layed my bed. Let's see what tomorrow brings.


   I woke up early the next morning and got dressed in fancy-ish clothing. To be quite honest with you, I was both dreading and exctied about going to the mall with Rosalee. I never did this before. The only time I went there was to get some cheap clothe from Target with my mom. I wanted to know what this experience would be like.
  Rosalee and her mom came and picked me up from my house at 3 o'clock. We greeted each other and she gave me a hug and I gently pushed her away. She sighed before looking out the window. After about a minute passed by, she was happy again. "Ths is going to be some much fun!"
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  And it was. My new friend and I went into every store trying on a bunch of different clothes, and we had a blast. I ended up buying a few new shirts from Aeropostal and a pair of jeans from Garage. I ansolutely adored going to the mall for the first time, which surprised me. Luckily, there wasn't much people there, which made it easier for me.
  Rosalee and I seem to be gettin gcloser and closer as friends. We've done a lot of new things since she took to the mall that day. I still find it hard making new friends, but I'm very grateful for the great one I have now. I can't wait to see what adventures we have together. Whatever we do, I know we're going to have so much fun doing it.
  I don't lay on my bed with the light off anymore. I guess I don't need the extra comfort anymore. It's been about since I met Roselee at the library, and since then, I've learned that there is light, even in the darkest places