I glared into the mirror. The saltiness of my tears left an empty taste in my mouth. I pinched the 'fat' on my stomach.
"I hate you" I screamed at my mirror. The voices in my head echoing 'fat' deep inside of me. I ran to the bathroom, scratching a my body. I was filth... just waste.
I teared off my clothes, staring at my fat body. Everyone said I looked empty & just bones. I didn't care them stupid liars. My heart was pumping fast. My hair limped over my face as I slowly peered down at myself. I was fatter. All that exercise and not eating for nothing. I ran around the room hoping to burn calories. As I lifted the sharp blade that was on my bedside table. A grim smile began on my face as I started hacking into my body, watching the Scarlett red blood stream out from the cuts.
I flicked the blade onto the floor and drowsily fell to the floor in slow motion. My head was spinning, I couldn't keep my vision straight.
Then everything went black. I was lost in the darkness of hell.
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Demons Inside My Head.
Teen FictionMaya, an anorexic, 15. Lost in an ever going hell.