my messed up life

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Sabrina pov.

I look in the mirror and pull up my shirt. I touch my stomach.My ribcage are showing.

I haven't ate in a while. Every time I do I throw it up.

I look in the mirror and see my face. It's very pale and I look sick everyday.

I walked to the bathroom and got a razer I use to cut myself. I sat on my bed and begin slicing away my arm.My tears flowed down my face as I cut myself.I was finally done. I washed the razer off and my arm.I went down stairs and smoke hit my face. I coughed and went to the living room. My dad passed out on couch with beer in his hand.My mom has a blunt in her lap.I shook my head in disgust.I went back ups stairs and put some clothes on and grabbed my phone and left. I was walking to a open field that had flowers everywhere. I made my way in the middle of the field and sat down staring off at the clouds.I was thinking why is my life so messed up? Fresh tears scrolled down face. I just couldn't take it anymore. Every day I wake to this life that I hate.My mom and dad don't care about me.My grandmother is in the hospital and she's dying.nobody understand what I'm going through.and I have no friends to say "it's ok" or "stay strong" I feel all alone. I have nobody. As I was thinking a voice said softly "I'm here" I stood up and looked around and I seen nobody.that was weird. I begin walking back home.I felt someone following me. I turned around and begin quickly walking. As I was I felt two hands grabed me and pulled me in a car.I screamed and one of the men slapped me.I started crying. I prayed that wouldn't kill me.

That's part one of my messed up life. Please comment and vote pleaseeee

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 20, 2013 ⏰

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