Depression closely resembles sorrow. It is not male or female; it is a creature. This creature feels as if it stands alone, having no best friend. It is short, with no self esteem. Often it is very lazy because of its mood. It walks with its head down, scared to face the world. It's eyes are big and bulgy as if it has been crying. Its hair goes undone, and the creature's skin is very pale, as if it hasn't gotten sunlight in a while. The clothing is loose and mostly black. It also has long sleeves on, hoping that the world doesn't see what's under the lower sleeves. The voice is low and distant as if it wants to avoid conversation. It adds to the aura of silence in the room. No one seems to know what this creature looks like on the inside; perhaps it is smart, scared, or even mean. Consistently, the creature looks back to the past rather than forward with any sense of optimism. His habitat? A dark hole with no companionship. The guard at opening of the hole is Fear.