Gone.

My name's bekah. Short for Rebekah. People in my life come and go. I'm use to disappointment and being a failure. And I don't have a mom or dad. They died when I was at my friends 16th birthday party. We never had a funeral and we don't talk about it. No one does, see when I was younger I didn't have very many friends because I was overweight and everyone thought I was worthless. Sadly I can't say much has changed. Except for not being fat anymore, I changed my life. I didn't lose the weight in a good way. After my parents died I would sit by the toilet for hours letting all my food come up. Ya I was anor I was anorexic. I'm not anymore but I still question If I should be. It was the only way, the only way to be accepted. Other than being not being obese anymore. I can say that I have friends. Rather friend. I have one friend. Her name is Leah. She is the literally the only one that's there for me. She cares. She is the best thing that has happened to me..

since jack.