I was walking down the street with my friends. Amy, Denise and Layla were talking to me, I wasn't listening to any of them while they jabbed on about school and family and celebrities. I was in my own little world thinking about what happened last night. My mom and step dad got into a fight and yelled throughout the night. It was over me. My step dad thinks I'm going crazy. Its not my fault. I have mental illnesses. I have minor schizophrenia, anxiety, and severe depression. I also have an eating disorder. I have bulimia, which is where you binge then purge.... No I'm not proud of it. But I can't help it, I get so hungry, so I eat. Then I feel bad after eating so I make it all come back out. Some times I use laxatives instead of purging, but that is just more time wasted.
Anyhow, we were walking to the library, because we were going to work on our homework. We get to the library, and it is locked. So we go next door to the diner. We get a booth and all plop down and get our books and homework out. The waiter comes over to us and asks what we would like. Amy orders a hamburger with fries and a chocolate milkshake, Denise orders a order of fries and iced tea, Layla orders a bacon double cheese burger with onion rings a piece of cheese cake. The waiter looks at me and asks what I would like. I ordered a water and all my friends just stared at me. "If you don't have money, ill pay for you" said Layla.
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Her and I (Snipbit of my first book)
Teen FictionThis is just the first few paragraphs of the story I am writing. It will have a few chapters. I just want to see if I should continue writing it or just stop. Comment what you think