Epilogue... Hi my name is Ella. I'm 15, and I live in a small town, go to a small school, the usual... The only problem is I have a lot of problems. 1. My parents being divorced. I know everyone says "that's not you're problem.", or "you can't make them love each other." But, my mom is getting remarried and, she wants me and Dominic, my younger brother, to start calling him dad. But just 'cause they're married (almost) doesn't mean he's better than our dad. 2. I have an eating disorder. I'm anorexic, and it's because of problem #4. But, first lets say problem #3. 3. I cut. But just on my wrists. 4. I'm bullied... by my ex-best friend Matthew Espinosa. Yes, for all who are asking that Matthew Espinosa. Not just by him though, but by everyone at school. They call me "fat" "whore" "slut" "cunt" "skank" and even more.... no one knows about it though... People also beat me up... who you're asking.... that's right you guessed it... Matthew and his group of friends.. also, known as "MagCon".. oh and problem #5.... I wish I could just die sometimes..

Emma has struggled with anorexia as a child, and she thought she had overcome it. But after being moved to a new school where her secret surfaces she turns back into her old self. Will anyone be able to save her before she's to far gone? WARNING: May trigger, read at your own discretion.

In which a boy and a girl bond over some pizza Rankings: Short Story: #75 [8.5.2014] - #64 [13.5.2014] - #60 [15.5.2014] - #46 [15.5.2014] - #36 [4.6.2014] - #35 [5.6.2014] - #28 [6.6.2014] - #26 [7/6/2014] - #23 [8.6.2014] Humour: #200 [8.5.2014] - #188 [11.5.2014] - #180 [13.5.2014] - #170 [15.5.2014] - #159 [15.5.2014] - #146 [4.6.2014] - #139 [5.6.2014] - #125 [6.6.2014] - #113 [10.6.2014]

preferences by me on tumblr ( HIGHEST RANKING: fanfiction #10 ) ( cover template by @estreIIas ) ( warning: these were made back in 2014-2016 and i must admit that some of my writing and topics could be problematic, and i apologize in advance for them. ) jess © 2014-2016

we can't even

"i'm not afraid of death; i just don't want to be there when it happens." (cover by elle)