A/N: This is my first fanfiction for this website, but not my first ever. I hope you like it.
Disclaimer: I don't own iCarly, but wouldn't it be AWESOME?
She didn't leave the house anymore... never saw her family, friends... She always wanted to know what it felt like to smile, to laugh, and to breathe without it hurting again. She never did any of that anymore.
Her life was nothing. She didn't quite remember how it got like that. Maybe it was when she first started to realise how long her father had been away, maybe it was when she graduated from Ridgeway. And, in some ways, she didn't want to remember. All remembering would do was show her why she was in that state... curled up on her couch with the curtains closed, the tv switched off, and all alone.
She was not who she used to be. She used be that popular web show host, who all the guys wanted to date, and all the girls wanted to be. Then she went to college, and everyone treated her as the famous celebrity. It was only near the end of her college experience that she started to feel depressed. Her friends, they'd left her. They all went their own ways, chose their own careers. Without them, she was lost.
She forgot what it felt like to love, what it felt like to be loved.
Carly Shay had never felt more depressed.
A/N: Oh man, that sucked. And it was super short. Oh well.