Hey,I'm Maddison. I'm 14 years old and I'm pretty much your average teenage girl. I go to school,I hang out with my friends,I have plenty of homework each week and I have a passion for writing and dancing. I've grown up with my two bestfriends,Alice and Rosie. We've been bestfriends since the beginning of time,we do everything together. They're the only people who fully understand my anxiety and depression;the only people who know how to help me and what to say. I suffer from bad panic attacks. I have them regularly and it's usually due to flashbacks from my past. I lost my mum and dad when I was 8. We were out on a family walk through the woods behind my house when all of a sudden a group of masked men came and shot them both dead right in front of my eyes. I live now with my aunt cara,she's amazing- don't get me wrong,but shes also not my mum. She doesn't understand my anxiety and I can't talk to her about it,that's why I'm so close to Alice and Rosie,because they're the only people I really have. So many people always judge me by my past,they think I'm sensitive and hurt and yes I am but that's not for me to show to the world. Inside of course I'm still hurt and heartbroken. I mean it's hard not to be when you lost your mum and dad at an extremely young age,but to everyone else I'm brave and strong and I'm not hurt or heartbroken. Only alice and Rosie see that side of me. I usually walk through the woods on a morning,listen to the noise of the birds chirping happily and the cold winter breeze shake the trees. I sit under the same tree every single day with my typewriter and just write. Writing helps me express myslef in every single way its like talking to someone and knowing they can't tell anyone what you tell them,it's weird. I like that.
