Devils Life

Chapter 1

I entered the open clean space, the glass on the windows shone and I swear I saw a ghost in the reflection next to mine. Illness was strong in the air so bitter sweet. Not a speck could even be found, not even a hair. The floor had recently been hoovered to cover up the mess left behind. The walls were painted white to cover up the stains that couldn't he cleaned. The walls were washed,
Washed
Washed
Nothing could get rid of the devastation that still going to the walls.

Everything I see these days is in a way that I never used to before. I see the negatives and the unknowns. The feelings that people felt years ago are living on in my mind as if they are taking the role of me. I search the hospital for my mum. I look through the doors of every ward and I start to wonder whether my mum has left me and whether I will ever see her sweet face again. In actual fact, I was beginning to wonder if she hated me.

Now I guess you are probably wondering how I got here. Well to make a long story short, I actually don't know. I mean, I know that I'm in a troubled world and no one knows me really any more but I don't really know what I am.
I guess my life will tell me how I got like this and what 'this' is.
Nothing in my life is normal anymore. I just wish I could be like the others. Popular, beautiful and just simply amazing but that is never going to happen, look at me, well you can't but that's not the point anyone who looks at me will think 'awww I feel so sorry for her' but at the same time, they'll think 'OMG she's so ugly, how could her parents raise her like this?' That's when I start hating myself. When I begin to realise that I care about how I look and others do too and they judge me in this. This is when I took things to far...