text: I live alone, I've lived alone for many years. Most of my family has passed away, and when they was alive I was the black sheep in my family. I was the outsider in school, always being tormented about my fuzzy hair, my yellow teeth,my ''poor'' clothes. I got use to it. I've gotten use to people being horrible to me. Just like I've gotten use to being alone. The rain on my roof keeps me sane, I relate to the rain with how it grows slowly and steady and becomes heavier, how it pours and sounds angry, the way the sounds knock on my roof and home don't scare me anymore. I use to be so scared of the rain and thunder. But I now relate because like the rain I use to be sad and pour and pour tears, and like thunder I use to howl of anger and want to knock on people's roofs and keep them awake, like they made me. I relate to the sun with how bright and hot it feels, at times I've been happy in my life, that at times I wanted to be bright and smother other's with my heat of happiness like the sun. And the moon is a peaceful reminder, that a new day awaits me, and I don't feel so lonely anymore because I found comfort in the weather. Even when a tornado and hurricane hit my side of the world, I don't feel sadness anymore because, like tornado and hurricanes I too have wanted to be one and destroy things. I relate to nature in many ways. My cat Lonnie, understands me better than most and curls up to me at night after a long day at the restaurant, and having people curse and throw their food at me. Lonnie is a reminder that animals are sometimes better than us humans. But I also have some human friends, their names are Daniel, Molly, and Billy, they bring me comfort, they come over often... we have tea and sometimes eat shitty frozen pizza and gossip. Daniel likes green tea and often tells me how pretty I am and gives me hugs.. he's a nice guy. I'd love to be with him but I think he kind of likes someone else more. Molly is the prettiest and nicest girl I've met, she and I do each other's makeup, we chit chat about guys her favorite food is cookies and we often make them together. And then there's Billy he's the group's comedian, he's always making me laugh after a long work at the restaurant. He's a cutie and loves pizza. We normally hang out after I get home from work, their waiting usually at my house. They comfort me and tell me to keep hanging on, even when I've become so depressed. Besides Lonnie their my best friends.. but I don't tell anyone about them because I'm afraid other people would take them away from me, and be their best friends... I don't wanna lose my best friends. ''Mrs. Love I'm afraid you have schizophrenia, I'm gonna refer you to a specialist.'' The doctor spoke. ''But doc, please don't take away my friends , I swear there is no voices in my head.. they're the only people I've ever loved, you're the crazy one. *I'm afraid to live without my ''friends'' doctor...