Anthony and I have been dating for 2 months. And everything was fine, until it happened.
I was walking home from school and Anthony said he couldn't walk with me because he had band practice. And I believed him...until I saw it.. I saw Anthony kissing another girl. I felt hatred and sadness bubble inside. "I TRUSTED YOU!" I screamed running over to Anthony and the girl "I TRUSTED YOU!!!!" I screamed pushing him. "Ana- I..I can explain" he said stuttering. I felt tears streaming down my cheeks. "I LOVED YOU!" I screamed running away. "ANA" he yelled after me but I didn't listen, I just kept running. I ran home. And burst through the door running into my mom. "Ana honey?? What's wrong??" She asked. I didn't answer I just ran into my room and locked the door. I could hear my mom calling after me. I started crying so hard. I started throwing things around my room. I ran to the mirror. And started crying more. "ITS THE WAY I LOOK ISNT IT!? ITS MY WEIGHT!!" I yelled slamming my fist into the mirror. I grabbed my razor and sliced my skin I felt the blood pour out of my wound. I cried and cried until I couldn't cry anymore. I could hear my mom, brother and sister outside my room. "What is wrong with me?" I kept asking myself. Next thing I knew I was passed out.
