*her p.o.v.*
"Hi Dad." I greeted my dad as I sat plopped down onto the couch beside him.
"Did you gain weight again? I was only gone for a week and you've already grown fatter? You need to exercise more." my father said. He had been on a business trip for a week and just got back.
"Yeah, sure. Whatever," I said as my voice quivered slightly. I got into my room and locked the door behind me.
"Am I really that fat?"
A tear streamed down my face as all my negative thoughts started taking over. Just as I was about to reach for my blade, a familiar voice at the back of my head told me
"Stay strong beautiful. We love you."
I retreated my hand and lay in bed, whilst listening to little things for the millionth time.
"Thank you"I whispered.
