Virgil always thought that he was a misstate. That he was never supposed to exist. He would hide in his room for days wouldn't came out for food or movie nights. but one day some one sees that he is paler than usual and they get worried.
*this stor...
I wake up to a loud sound from down stairs. For a second I think about going down there to see what happened. But the thought quickly leaves my head as I remember that if it was important they would have been yelling at me all ready. I take the blankets off of me and stretch my arms. 'Why I'm I so sore' I think to myself and I figure that Thomas probably did some exercise. Don't need to change I fell asleep in my clothes last night. Now I'm debating whether or not I should go down stairs to get something to eat. I decided not to because I know if I go down there some one is going to yell at me for something. Plus I'm to fat to be eating so much anyway.
**later**
I have spent almost all day in my room. The house is weirdly quite today but don't care. But I start to hear it the voice. He just starts to whisper things in to my ear. "Your fat" He says and "every one would be a lot happier if you died". I soon can't take any more I go in to my bed side drawer and pull out my razer and soon there are 4 cuts on my arms. I sit on my bed and cry myself to sleep.
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