This isn't your average story about some pretty girl who doesn't know that she's pretty. This is a story about a girl who wakes up and weighs herself. When she comes home; she weighs herself. Before she goes to bed; she weighs herself. Her life revolves around that damned scale. She doesn't see the stick figure that looks back at her in the mirror. Instead she sees a fat and disgusting overweight girl. That's why she starves herself. That's why she burns and cuts herself. That's why she destroys herself. And she's doing a good job at it because she's slowly wasting away. She's been broken for a long, long time but her saving grace had come nearly five years ago. Now it's been almost a year since she lost her entire world and after he was gone she completely gave up on herself. She’s 18 years old and she’s practically dead.