Introduction
Hi, I'm Abigale. I was just a sweet, normal, 13 year old girl until someone took me over. Ana took me over. Anorexia caused me to end up in treatment, of course not the treatment I wanted, just counseling. Most people like to think I am too goody-to-shoes and happy looking to be in treatment. They would be wrong. I'll give people props though because they got what they wanted. One day, when I die, I will make sure to have their names all over my everything, just to get back at them. Apparently, I am "too perfect" to do that though.
I love music. Music of all types basically. Singing is my way to get out my bottled up emotions. Well, music and cutting.
"I'm fat. I'm stupid. I'm ugly. I'm mean. I'm a bitch. I'm nothing. I'm a jackass. I'm lazy. I'm pathetic. I'm naïve. I'm weird. I'm a smartass. I'm a fun killer. I'm a brat. I'm annoying. I'm a whore. I'm emo. I sleep around. I'm the opposite anyone would ever want!" I think this everyday while smiling in front of my friends, crying on the inside so desperately for help.
Yeah, so, this is my life. Through thick and even thicker, I guess.
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The Girl Who Broke
Non-FictionAbigale who is 13 years old finds herself getting bullied. She was always called fat, ugly, and etc. One day she believed it. She will never be the same after she finds herself just barely dodging death.
