A "Happy" House

This story is about a girl who lives wealthy but has darkness hidden underneath the surface. "Being full of money isn't always amazing"

I was sitting alone on a bed in this cold dark room. It was home, but it didn't feel as though. I look around and see empty walls, I hear my parents arguing as usual. Dad acts like he owns the place and Mom is just taking it. I wish she would stand up for herself but I know how that was handled last time. I carefully get up from my bed and look in the mirror, I wish I was anyone else. Walking into the bathroom, I weighed myself, "197" was read on the scale. I decided I wouldn't eat today, but I know I can't stick to it. I walk back into my bedroom and sit on my bed, pulling out my phone and trying to find a way to distract myself from eating. To no surprise, my dad finally stops yelling at my mom and comes into my room.

TW: Mention of drugs, Self-harm, and abuse.
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