Life as we know it.

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Hey guys so this is my first story. I hope you enjoy and don't mind my mistakes to much as I will try to get better as I go on and will attempt to fix my mistakes. Thank you xx trigger warning btw for those with anorexia, anxiety or depression

The long mirror was covered in small translucent stains from God knows what but that's not what I was focused on. My 100 pound body was the only thing on my mind, not my tears going down my cheeks or my yellowing skin which was once a beautiful tan. I looked bloated today to say the least and I hated it, my hand ran over the fat
On my stomach pinching it till it turned red and small beads of blood appeared where my nails dug into my paper like skin. I hated this fat and the anger at my self boiled in me, it was my fault I had that apple today even though I knew I would hate my self for it later. My hands reached up to pull at my thinning hair as I began to shake. My mind raced with all the thoughts that had made a print in my brain and I knew it was true, I was a waste of space and my fat was disgusting and I was just over all gross. Before truly thinking about it my feet carried me to my bathroom, my shaky hands pull the bottle of depression pills I had stopped taking a few weeks ago. They piled into my hand dropping a few to the ground with one swift motion they are in my mouth and I am swallowing them. Slowly I sit on the ground and wait. I had no clue what was gonna happen or if I was going to feel pain I just wanted it to be over all the hate and sickness I needed it to be over. I felt spit build up in my mouth and eyes began to to close my body felt numb and I was ready.

So here's the first part. I promise Harry will be In the story soon and the chapters will be longer
This is just a test run to see if people liked it. Comment? Thanks you xx