• I lived in a nice neighborhood when I meet him. My house was big and beautiful. In our backyard we had a gigantic, beautiful Weeping Willow. My cousin, Jason, and I built an amazing tree house hidden inside the Weeping Willows branches. We had nailed two ropes with boards to the ground serving as a ladder. My best friend's dad gave us a tire so I made a tire swing out of it. Jason was like an older borhter to me. He was the only family member besides my mom that moved to the United States along with me. My mom, Jasin and I left the rest of our family back in Ireland where we moved from. My mom and dad thought it would be best to have me and my mother move here after what happened. I missed the mountains and lakes of Ireland. There simply was no other country in the world with the same landscape as my home. Jason used to take me and sometimes my friends camping almost every weekend. During the week I would walk to the lake that was close to my house to swim for a few hours after school. I loved to just walk and swim and relax after school. There was rarely ever a day that I didn't walk down there. I loved to sneak out at nights and go lay down by the water and watch the stars to. I knew the consequences for sneaking out but I couldn't resist looking at the stars down by the water. My life had been perfect 3 years ago, before I moved to united states. I loved my life and thought nothing could ever ruin it until July, 4th/ 2007. My deep depression and hurting began somewhere around there. My doctor told me depression can happen suddenly but cannot be stopped or started. I couldn't be on depression pills because they usualy caused teens to commit suicide and I was 15.