My councilor called my mom. I am under lockdown. I can't go for a walk, stay at a friends house, or even stay after school. I feel like I am in prison. I hate being home. It reminded me that I can't get out. I watch a show called kid killers. I can't even watch it anymore cuz I "have a fascination with death." My friends are non existant and I want to leave. So bad I just wanna leave and run awway. I feel like I am sinking. Just when I have hit rock bottem the floor gives in. I don't know how much longer I can hold on. I'm pleged with nightmares. My room is a prison cell that I can't seem to break out of. This dosnt seem fair. My mom dosnt believe a word I say. Maybe I should live with my dad or grandma.