I Hate Narrative

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I hate this... I can't stand this. I have never thought that I would have ever turned into the girl that I am now. I remember just a few weeks ago, I was never like this. I was almost the complete opposite. But its surprising how fast things can change in a short period of time, and I know this first hand. Everything has been changing right before my eyes. I have changed, I think that I'm changing everyone around me. I guess that's what happens when someone drastically changes. It changes and you have changed along with it. The thought kills me. Things wont ever be the same as it was before. That’s the only thing that I really want right now. I want to go back into my memories, I want to recapture all those feelings and I want to go to back to when I was happy. But that’s the thing about memories... They're never the same. You can never go back in time, you can't just go relive a time that's long gone. Its sad, painful and irritating. But here I am, sitting on the bathroom floor in my high school. I have to get out of here within 10 minutes. I have to finish this... I might as well just get on with it …show more content…

I take my 2 fingers, and I shove them down my throat to activate my gag reflex and throw up my breakfast. My mum was getting worried about me, so I had to eat breakfast. I never thought that I would ever sink so low that I had to do this in a school bathroom. Let alone, I've sunk so low that I relapsed with my 3 months free cutting, and I've started throwing up and starving. I'm

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