Days passed, and everything was going okay.
Until, one day, the girls mother got mad as to why her daughter wouldn't eat home. The girl got yelled at and scolded, be she refused to eat.
She ran to school and sat in a quiet class. She cried and cried, her eyes a bloodshot red. She never dealt with yelling well.
What the girl didn't know, was that there was another person in this 'empty' class.
"Are you okay?" She asked, slowly walking towards the crying girl.
"Yeah- I'm fine." She lied, wiping away tears.
"Are you sure?" The concerned student asked, "You can sit with me at lunch if you want." She offered.
Food is bad, Dumbass. Ana whispered into the girls ear.
"No thank you, I'm not hungry." The girl replied, squeezing her empty stomach.
With that, the stranger nodded and left the room.
You're so stupid. You'll get caught starving if you're not more careful. Ana scolded.
God. You're such a fatass, always wanting food. Mia sneered.
"I'm- I'm sorry, I'm just... I'm sorry." The girl sniffled.
You're worthless, know that? You don't deserve food. Ana walked towards the tiny girl.
The small girl looked up at Ana with fear stirring through her.
Are these two hurting you? A voice calls from behind the girl.
The girls eyes widened when she realized the new 'person' could see Ana and Mia.
No one but the girl ever saw or heard them. She always found it strange, and in a way, scary. Ana would always say the reason she was the only one to see them, was because she was 'special'.
Are these two hurting your feelings? The new comer asked.
The small girl slowly nodded.
My name is Cat. Come with me, I'll show you a way to get rid of stress. She cooed, leading her new friend into the art room.
The girl thought she was going to be doing art, and she was right. In a way.
She was going to paint a pretty a picture, but this picture was going to have a twist.
The paintbrush would be a razor, and the canvas would be her wrist.
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Unreal Friends {Completed}
Poetry----- The girl got quieter. Her nights got longer. Her blades got bigger. Her sleeves got longer. Her meals got smaller. She became skinnier. No one Seemed To Notice. ----- There once was a teenager. She became friends with a few...
