You weren't the same as normal. ...you started speaking less, you always said you were just 'fine', you talked to others and went out less, your face was so... ...solid now. You were always the one to laugh or smile or want to talk or just be optimistic. ...now you were just like you were... there.

Amy was one of your closest friends... and she wasn't one to be taken for a fool, she saw right through all this 'im fine' 'dont worry' and 'im just busy' crap. ...but she had a bad feeling. That it wasn't that you were just being unfriendly suddenly or something, but... ...well, depressive symptoms. She saw them growing for a while honestly but early she didn't really know if she was right or not, but by now she practically feels it's confirmed. It's only gotten worse and only getting worse and.. ...last night she swore she saw cut marks on your arm even, but didn't get a chance to ask about it.... and she's worried what's going on or what you might do. So that was it for her, she wasn't gonna let you 'im fine' your way out of this. ...because she cared, deeply.

....knock, knock on your door...