I am a monster. Monsters are supposed to be horrible. They are supposed to be mean and scary and ugly. They are supposed to want to kill. They are supposed to know what they even are. But not me. I am a monster- a killing machine. I shouldn't be alive. I am not worth life. I should die. I am not a person. *This book was written a very long while ago. Please forgive my previous writing styles.*

Layla is that one girl that's being bullied at her school. The pressure's all on her, will she make a wise choice? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ well I was just really bored and I was like meh, I'll just write a short story XD hope you like it and sorry if its shit x

Disclaimer: *trigger warning* poem about an eating disorder. Anyways, enjoy :)