Lately, I've been thinking back on my past. Why? Because Halloween is nearing. The one year anniversary. Of what, you may be asking?

The one-year anniversary of my friend Kenny's death. He killed himself on Halloween, all because of a girl. This hurt me badly when I heard... Even though me and him hadn't talked very much at the time, me and him used to be best friends. We would play my favorite video games... But now he's gone. And he's not coming back.

Last year, something else also happened, though before the last. I've talked about this many times before, but I'm talking about it again.

My brother Mikey started dating a woman named Bridget. I knew that his 'friend' Jen had introduced them, so I knew damn well that she could be no good... But was I right?

When I first met her, I thought differently. She seemed nice.

But then she took the one thing I cared about the most away from me; Mikey. He suddenly stopped coming to see me, and practically ignored me when I did see him, I couldn't even get a hug from my big brother... I never got the chance to tell him how I felt about Bridget. I had missed my opportunity when I said nothing in the early stages.

I fell into depression really quickly. I constantly thought of ramming a sword through my chest, suffocating myself, shooting myself, drowning myself... But I never did. I knew I had friends who cared for me, and a few people who looked up to me. Not to mention if I did, I'd never get the chance to see Mikey ever again.

I thought Mikey was happy with her, and thought that was the reasonhe stopped seeing me.So I decided that I should be happy too, regardless of how bad the thought of never seeing him again hurt. I knew my friends(online and off) could pull me through.

And guess what? Eventually, everything turned out for me. Mikey came down to my house once...

... And I was in my undies :x

I shooed him out, yelling, screaming... I wanted him to leave(Well, would you want someone to see *you* in your undies?), and didn't explain why. I thought it would've been implied that I wasn't wearingclothes. :roll:

Of course, then I realized how much of a dumbass I was when I realized I practically kicked Mikey out of the house. I finally had the chance to tell him everything. And then, I found out him and Bridget broke up. I was happy. I stopped thinking about killing myself, and now I can't even believe I considered it.

But of course... Kenny still killed himself. His mother is still crying, even a year after he died. To think this is what could of happened to me and my family... Not to mention Mikey. Mikey is kind, caring... If he knew someone, his little sister of all people, killed themself because of him... I don't know what he'd do.

But of all things I went through, I still can't believe this I what pushed me to depression. I watched my dog be shot infront of me, and watched the douche lie about it in court. I watched a woman scam Workers Comp from companies, along with stealing 1000s a dollars worth of stuff from my mother. I watched a woman try to frame mom and Mikey, saying that "Mikey was molesting me, and mom had it planned out", which wasn't true.

Hell, I've been accused of being a prostitute by older people alot, too. :x

I'm glad I'm still here, though, even if some people wish I were gone. I would've missed out on all the great friendships I have now :)

... Though I do have to admit, I do not like redheads very much anymore over a few of the incidents I've been through... :| Not much bad stuff has happened recently, though. I thank God for that.

I'm also really happy I met Mental_Gear and Sentinus333. They helped me through this, and I can never thank them enough for it :)

My point of this blog? Even though what I've seen and gone through was a while back, I still will never forget. At all.