I Am Sandra.

Chapter One

"Are you okay?"

I hear this all the time, but never know how to answer.

Am I okay?

Am I not starving myself?

Am I not cutting?

Am I not crying myself to sleep?

Am I not thinking of leaving the world?

No, I am not okay.

But I will never admit that because after all, I don't want help.

I don't NEED help.

*back to reality*

As I stepped foot through the school door I feel the mat of insecurities greet me.

All I could think about was, what are others thinking about me.

Who am I?

Am I pretty?

Ugly?

Anorexic?

Overweight?

I seem to over think my appearance, who am I kidding I over think everything.

Then I open my mouth to speak but I feel no one is really listening. I am calling for help but no one seems to care at all.

Here comes Michelle I think she's the only one logical enough to get my problems and help me.

We share a special bond. Hatred towards our classmates. We both cant wait to get out of elementry and go on to high school.

See, i am friends with everyone in the class. I used to be what you could call the popular girl until i hit depression and now i dont try as hard to be um friend material anymore.