Writing To Abigail

**THIS STORY MAY BE TRIGGERING TO SELF HARM AND EATING DISORDERS!**

Abigail was my best friend.
She disappeared one day and never came back.
Well that's what they want me to think.
But I know what happened.
You gave me the note, and promised to meet me again in heaven some day.
I write letters to Abigail every day, hoping maybe she'd read them, maybe she could help.
Sometimes I can feel her, but she's not here.
Abby, please save me?

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6. June 30

June 30, 2012

Abigail,

I don't treat people well. I hate everyone. But I don't. But I do. 

No one ever treats me right, why should I treat them right?
All I am called is fat, or not good enough, too this, too that.

Fuck it.

I say fuck it.

Everything's bad.

However, everything's good.

I have no one anymore.

No one I can trust.

No one who even knows the real me.

But I guess it doesn't matter as long as I'm getting thinner.

Because everyone wants a thin girl.

They'll all come running back to me once I'm tiny.

Small.

Size 0.

0 pounds.

0.

0.

Zero.

Negative.

Nothing.

Not seeable.

Nothing.

Nope.

No.

Zero.

That's all that matters.

Zero.

Zero.

Nothing.

0.

Small.

Tiny.

Bones.

B0000nes.

 

From, Tori

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