Willow sat on her creme colored swing set, she looked at her green fall boots. She watched a spiritual animal (that only she could see but she knew they were real). It was a black rabbit that was glowing a goldish silver It bounced around Willow's backyard. It puffed it's midnight tail and speed through the closed fence it left a silver residue on the rusted fence. Willow sighed, none of the animals ever let her touch thier golden shimmering body. Willow jumped off the swing, her hair touched her itchy neck. Her 10 year old brother, Keegan, waltzed out of the house and smiled. "Hello " he squealed in his squeaky voice. Willow's violet eyes looked into her brother's green ones, willow was falling into depression she could tell. Every day at school she wore black and didn't talk. She liked death. She wanted death. She hadn't told anyone not even Keegan her trusty companion. Willow watched her brother and then walked inside without a word. She had nothing to say. Willow laid down on her plush couch and turned on the news. Keegan walked in and grabbed my diary from the kitchen. The only thing in this crap world that kept me sane. "Stop it, Keegan" Willow  yelled chasing him through the dusty antique hallways. He giggled "come and get it" he ran a corner and busted through his bedroom door. He opened it, and slammed it with a locked door. Willow banged on the  door, "please, Keegan" willow screeched. "Oh, I guess you like William huh" Keegan called, Willow grunted. "Wait" Keegan walked out of his bedroom diary encrusted to his chest.

He wasn't laughing anymore, but looking at Willow's pale face. His face even paler. His crystal green eyes began to water. "Sis' I didn't know you were in a depression" Keegan said tears welling before a river splashed from his eyes.