Wilted Roses, Happy Days


Warning this book contains mature content. This book includes depression, anxiety, and Suicide. And is based on real-life events. I warn you to click off if you don’t like this content, If you’re still here to read, enjoy the story.

No Ones POV.

A 13-year-old boy was sitting in the counselor’s office, crying and having a severe anxiety attack. He wasn’t in trouble or anything, he just felt like he needed someone to talk to and get help. Ms. L the counselor was on the phone calling his dad, explaining what happened and that he needs to be here now. The boy didn’t know what to do except cry, just cry. He was scared what his dad would say…Especially scared of what his mother would say when she finds out. 

Later on, his dad stepped into the small room panicking to see what the problem was. There, he saw his son staring at him, eyes becoming watery and puffy again. His son then jumped up and ran into his father’s arms, crying, wanting to be protected from the world.

“Shh, it’s ok Haru, you’ll be fine..” The boy’s father said rubbing small circles into his back trying to calm the crying boy.

“Let’s take this conversation into a bigger room, Mr. Nelson.” Ms. L, his counselor, said.

Haru’s POV.

When we walked into the small room, one counselor pulled out a chair for me to sit in. I nod at her signaling that I was thankful for her kind gesture. As soon as we all sat down, I immediately looked down, hiding my face from what could happen next. 

“Sorry if we pulled you away from work, Mr. Nelson. But this is a big emergency that we need to focus on.” Ms. L exclaimed.

“No it’s fine, I was worried, so I came here as soon as possible.” My dad said with a worried tone.

“Well…” My counselor started…

(Time Skip)

“Thank you for coming to speak with us Haru, We hope you get better soon. We will see you next week!” Ms. L said with a smile plastered on her face.

We all say our bye’s and I headed off to home with my dad feeling happy as ever. I was smiling, thankful for the help I received, and because I can be happy instead of faking it. I’m excited for the next day…I can’t wait!




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