"Sometimes i want to die" Ella said looking down.
"Are you feeling suicidal?" Joanna asked Ella, she is her therapist.
"Not actively, but if something bad were to happen i wouldn't necessarily be sad about it either"
"Please explain"
"I don't think i have the courage to actually go through with suicide, but if i were to be walking across the road and a car was coming straight for me, i'm not too sure that i would move out of the way"
~~~3 Months later~~~
Ella still attends the same school, and her head is still shaved, she keeps it this way on purpose. Ella and her mom talk about 3 times a day."Good Morning", "Do you want any lunch?" and "Good night" It's been like this for the last few months.
Ella had organised with her mom to fly to Australia for the week. She told her mom she was going to do some modelling so her mom pretty much had to agree. Ella wan't going to model, she was going to see Tayla. Ella had all her bags packed and was just about ready to leave.
"Ella darling, i cancelled the cab so i can drive you to the airport" Mrs. Jane informe Ella.
"No mom, i already told you i'm taking a taxi" Ella said walking towards the door.
"I cancelled it Hun"
"I can call another one" Ella said leaving the house. Ella had been looking forward for this week for a while now. Ella caught the cab to the LA airport and was flying to Sydney, Australia.
It roughly took 14 hours on the plane but it was better than having to be at home.
Ella called Tayla before her plane was called but had to go half way through their conversation.
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i am not pretty
Teen Fiction“My mum was pushing me to do some modeling – everyone said I was a very pretty girl. And then one day it just got too much. I shaved my head and just went ‘Fuck you’ to everyone who thought I need to look a certain way. And I got bullied after that...
