Chapter 1

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You know how your mood can change because of the weather, well mine never changes. I feel like it's raining all the time, I feel depressed. Like a little girl in an orphanage. I wish I was an orphan. I feel like it. In an orphanage people would actually act like I was there.

My mom hates me and is a total drug addict, my dad's dead thanks to cancer, I'm an only child. My names Nichole. I'm a bullied depressed poor girl who has scars and blood stains on my razors. None of that would of ever happened if cancer wasn't around.

My dad and I were super close, we would be with each other all the time, we would do something together every weekend. It was so much fun. But one day we got the call saying my dad had died during surgery.

After that day I gave up. All I did was eat. My mom gave up. She got into drugs and drinking. I'm surprised she's not dead. I was 250 lbs and 15. That's crazy. I was a cheerleader, not a popular stuck up cheerleader. But I was good. Then I got fat. I got death treats all the time saying to die an hide my fat ass. When I turned 16 I stopped eating. I didn't eat anything besides a heathy bar and water. I lost 136 lbs and now weigh 114.

I thought if I lost the weight the bully's would stop. I was wrong. I still got bullied for not eating. I lost all of my so-called friends. I had an eating disorder and I was bullied badly. I then stated cutting. I cut on my legs though. So no one can see them.

My mother was no help, she saw me cut once but didn't care because she was high and couldn't think. I know I'm all over the place but that's how my life is. I wish I could start over. But that's not gonna happen.

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Hey first Fanfiction. Don't hate. Cameron will come on later. Ily.

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