Please... {Demi Lovato}

Going... Going... Gone.

Once we reach my bedroom they let me sit and then pull out my largest suitcase.

"Let's get packing" My aunt says from the other side of my room as she's grabs some of my clothes and sets them on the bed.

"Ugh... NO " I grumble stomping my feet showing Im staying right here.

"Sweetie we are doing this for your own good... We wouldn't do this if we didn't love you. Now please... Don't make this difficult, it dosent need to be." Says my mom.

I get up and start packing all my favorite clothes. I might as well seeing as I have no fucking choice in the matter.

I start packing all my band tees, Panic! At the disco, Atlas Genius, Fall out Boy, Marina and the diamonds, and then all my yoga pants. I pack a few pairs of my skinny jeans, some flanels and hoodies, and lastly my favorite pairs of athletic shorts. All this happens while my aunt and mom are stareing at me.

"Mom, Aunty, can I have a few minutes in my room alone?"

"Sure thing sweet heart, just don't dawdle" says my mom.

After they leave and shut the door behind them I quickly finish packing... Except for a few select things. I walk over to my desk and reach under it until I feel the small altoids box taped to the top. I wrip off the box and open it. Their all there. All five lovley grey saviors. My blades. I shut the box knowing I have little time left alone.

I walk over to my suitcase and tuck the box in the back pocket of my of my favorite pairs of shorts. Slowly I walk over to my bathroom and grab my pink toothbrush and wrap it in its holder. Its the only thing that keeps me going, it helps me loose the unwanted calories. The fat sitting on my disgusting body.

"Sam, its time to go now... Come on." My Aunt says at the bottom of the stairs.

I stuff my special tooth brush in the bottom of the bag zip it up and exit my room. I stop at the doorway turning around to have one last look at my room knowing I won't see it for a long while.

I turn around and exit the house saying nothing. My mom and aunt follow behind.

I climb into the back of my Aunt's new SUV, leaving the bags for them to care for. Once buckleing up and we pull away I shed the first of hundred of tears. I begin sobbing waiting for a response from my family.

Nothing.....