~Bella's POV~ (Not Bella from Twilight)
I walk into my large two story house checking if it is yet again empty. I brush my blonde locks out of my eyes sighing deeply.
They are gone and left me here again. I lug my large back pack up the stairs brushing my tiny skirt down, feeling overly revealed. My tight hot pink shirt make's me feel uncomfortable as I reach my luxurious bedroom. I throw my bag into my spinning desk chair and make my way too the bathroom that connects too my room.
I stare at my reflection spinning this way and that, trying too get a look at myself. "I'm fat..." I whisper too myself. I can hear a voice in the back of my head telling me I am. Tear's shine in my eye's at what I'm about too do.
I grab the spoon I hide under my sink and kneel beside my toilet, the cold medal spoon looking hauntingly up at me. I have too do this. I have too... And those are the last thought's I think before jamming the spoon into the back of my throat successfully making me gag, I repeat this till the Apple and Granola bar I had eaten today reached the toilet.
A burning sensation is left in my throat and a hole feels like it has been cut out of my stomach.
It's over again, I think softly.
And with that the last bit's of light fade from my vision and I go into a deep sleep.
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:'( Okay, that is the first of many. I have three thing's too say then you can carry on with your lives. lol,
1) this is 100% fiction. this does not have any relation too me or anyone I know. It is all for your twisted enjoyment. x)
2) I hope everyone keep's reading, some may be simply sad, but others will be more romantic then this.
3) I need a hug now after writing this!!! Lol,
Byeee everyone! :)
