A Family
My name is Isabella Lopez-though most people just call me Bella. I'm 13, and I've been branded with labels that sting more than they should: slut, fatass, bitch, emo, attention-seeker. The truth is, I wear them like scars, because I've always felt like I'm not enough. I bleed to feel something-anything-and I don't eat to try and fit a mold that was never meant for me. I tell myself I can stop anytime... but I won't, not until I'm perfect. So, if you want to know the rest of my story, keep reading. But here's the deal: there's one rule I've made for myself-don't tell Mom.