The fault in our scars

Chapter 1

A tear runs down her cheek as the blood runs down her skin. she doesn't care about anything around the world, she's just concentrated in the cuts in her skin. another tear runs down and then another, both tears land on her cuts and she screams. The pain hurts so much she isn't concentrated on the cuts anymore, just the pain.

But this isn't how this story starts.

Eleanor was born in August 14 1998. Eleanor has black hair and hazel eyes. As her parents recall she was a mistake. Eleanor's father was murdered but her mother. He was a kind man. Eleanor was about 3 years old when that happened. Everyone just assumed he left town to start a new life because that what Eleanor's mother had said, but Eleanor knew the truth.

Eleanor's mother wasn't the normal type that would love you for no matter what. She was an alcoholic woman that beat Eleanor whenever she felt like it, oh and she was a smoker too. The only person who actually truly loved Eleanor was her aunt Maria (from her fathers side).

Eleanor has leukemia, it's a type of cancer that has a malignant progressive disease in which the bone marrow and other blood-forming organs produce increased numbers of immature or abnormal leukocytes. (If you don't understand that and want to know what it means then I consider that you look it up.)

Eleanor doesn't have many friends just two and both sadly have cancer as well. The first friend is named Carter Stone his sickness is well known for being blind. He has blonde hair and green eyes (not that it matters). I'm the other friend, my name is Gus Waters, my cancer is known for blood cancer. I have brown hair and blue eyes.