Casper

you came to visit your friend and her older brother, with whom she came for a while. My brother's name is Kasper, he is 21, yours is Nastya and you are 12, and your friend is Alicia and she is 10. Here you are already the second night and it so happened that you again have depression which you hid under the mask of joy. Here you are shedding tears, you are not heard at all, your best friend is sleeping and you are clutching the pillow. (You slept in the living room because the apartment had two rooms, not counting the toilet, bathroom and kitchen) So Casper went to the toilet and when he came out he saw you curled up in a ball hugging a pillow and your cheeks were shining in the rays of the moon.