"Why?"The word that pops into my head every day. Why? I don't know. Maybe I'm thinking about past experiences. My life. Being depressed. Everything. Nothing. I don't know.People tell me I say 'I don't know' too much. But I don't care. Why should I? There it is again. Why?The five Ws. It was always the fifth. Who. What. Where. When. Why. Number five. But then 'How' would pop up just to make sure that Why wasn't stuck on th...

"You got what for my mother?"Nick nodded. He turned to his window.I pulled softly at a clump of his brown hair. "Why?"He turned back and sighed with a small grin. "It's completely unexpected, so I thought, 'Hey, why not?'""You are strange," I said with the utmost seriousness.He made a weird face and turned back to the window.I poked his back. When he did not flinch, I poked him harder."D'you want to know what I got for yo...

School. Teachers were stupid. Homework was stupid. Everything's stupid when you're a teenager.Especially when they tell you to 'think about thinking'.Sure, some people might find it interesting. But I didn't. it seemed pointless. Why think about thinking when you can just think anyway? I would get stuck in this horrible, endless loop, thinking about thinking about thinking. Being a pretty depressed teenager, I would grumb...