I'm 13. I should be shopping, going to concerts, hanging with friends, making memories, ect. You know what I'm doing? Pacing around in my room hour after hour. Heck, I just heard a song on the TV and my mind jumped at the chance to daydream. I want to stop. I want friends, I want to go places, I want real people. I don't want imaginary characters that have not and never will exist. I (might) be able to stop if I could let go of one of my many characters....Xavier. He's made up, of course. I…