midnight again.... another sleepless night another rose. i place my rose on the surface of the lake. the night moon hits the pedals dew just right so it looks like it sheds a tear. i get up and walk back home. my names andrew. im 15 years old. i live a pretty normal life. friends, school, etc. its just another night of insomnia. i go to the lake when im feeling down. its a rare lake. its small. secluded in the woods. but what makes it special are the blue roses that grow near it. its my favori spot to escape the worlds burdens. as i walked accueil it was starting to storm. i decided to hurry on home. i couldnt sleep and the time was now 8 45 am. time sure flys. i turn on my little pony. my favori show. only my best Friends know my secret. theyre really supportive. im glad i have Friends like them. although as time passes iv been heading to the lake plus and more. its become a nightly thing. my Friends have even noticed my growing depression. my little poney has been helping. cheering me up. but the lake....