emo · bullied · self hatred · caring · tragic · gothic · emotional · high school · fragile · angst
Amelia stood before the mirror, tears carving paths through her pale skin. 'Why am I so fat?' she whispered, watching blood drip from her hand as she shoved the blade away. (35 KG). 'Need to cut it down,' she mumbled, fringe shifting. She turned off the light. (21:15). Tomorrow, school. Hell. 'Goodnight mom!' she called, shutting her door. A soft claw scratched; Samil, her dog, entered, jumping onto her chest. She sighed, eyes closing as weak sunlight filtered through the window. The next morning, her alarm blared for 15 minutes. (07:36). She groaned, getting up as Samil jumped down, wincing at her arm's sting. She brushed her black hair with blue tips, donning a skinny top, thigh-highs, and belts. 'No time,' she muttered, running to the bus stop. A motorcycle passed, triggering a flashba…