Many people look at me and see another 17 year old girl but what the don’t see is the little girl that lives with depression, anxiety, and PTSD. The reason for my mental illnesses started when I was 5. I was over at a friend’s house and we were just playing with some dolls and her two big brothers came in and said they wanted to “play a little game”. They pinned us both down and they took a knife out and cut her wrists. I screamed to get them to stop but they wouldn’t let me go. I cried because even at age 5 I knew that she was losing a lot of blood. After awhile they let us go and I ran over to her and tried to stop the bleeding. I couldn’t do anything so I just held her as she took her last breathe. I felt her life drain from her body. Her parents came home a little bit after and found me like that and they quickly cleaned everything. I don’t know what happened to her brothers’ but I hope that they haven’t done that to any one else.