Zara:oh hello there

Zara:hi there

Zara:*offers handshake* I'm Zara

Zara:*smiles* nice name

Zara:heh thanks

Zara:your a shy one aren't you

Zara:hey I was a shy one to back then to *about to have a depression strike*

Zara:i-I have to go *walks away* *tears are filling her eyes*

Zara:*She stops walking for a sec* *her voice sounds shaky and she chokes a little on her word* n-nice talking t-to you to

Zara:*She starts walking away again*

Zara:i-I'm f-fine

Zara:I h-have g-good hearing *sniff* *tears are now rolling down her cheeks*

Zara:I g-guess I a-am

Zara:*fake laughs*

Zara:I'm s-sorry *she says through sobs* I'm h-having a d-depression s-strike

Zara:depression?

Zara:basically d-depression is s-sadness b-but it's h-heightened to a l-level o-of sadness

Zara:y-yeah *sniffs and wipes her tears away but she doesn't have her ssmile and she is thinking about something* do you have a razor blade

Zara:can I use it to cut myself