chaptertwo

          The car ride home was silent. The last bit of light was fading away as the sun sank farther and farther below the horizon. My mom drove lost in her own thoughts, and I sat there feeling nothing but numb, watching the other cars with their head lights on pass us on the freeway. The only noise you could really hear was the white noise of all the cars as they rushed to get home.

          I watched the people driving on the freeway through my side window. One car was full of soccer kids looking like they just ended a great game, and a mother who seemed to be trying to concentrate on the road, not the crazy children chatting up a storm in the back seat. Another car had a lady seemingly talking to herself, even though in reality she was just using her Bluetooth. A car just about to exit the freeway had only a man. He drove in silence, like myself. He looked so sad too, like maybe he had recently lost someone he loved or maybe he just got fired from his job. 

          Or maybe this man was really just fighting this horrible thing called depression.
Like me.