Hi, so uhm, I'm not really sure where I wanna go with this story. I figured out a chapter one, but other than that, I've got nothing. So, lets see where this takes us.
Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own Degrassi.
Prologue
One pill, two pills, three pills, four. Five pills, six pills, I need more. Dumping the remainder of pills into my hand, I sighed. Lifting my hand to my mouth, I swallowed the tiny blue caplets and waited. I stared into the mirror of my vanity, my own blue orbs staring back at me. I watched as a tiny speck of water trickled down my cheek, running over my lips. Licking my lips, I could taste the salt it contained. I looked down at my left forearm, running my hand over the criss-crossed, faded scars. Each scar had its own memory, its own story, its own reason to exist. I sighed and tore my eyes away, not wanting to think about the countless stories for each scar. I looked up once again and looked into my own eyes. They were once filled with happiness and joy, something I often yearned for. Often, people say, "eyes are the window to the soul." If you looked into my eyes, you wouldn't see shit. For a while now, I've numbed myself to feeling anything but pain. Pain that is hidden with a smile. Pain that is hidden with long sleeved shirts. No one really knew how I felt and now... No one will ever know. I began to feel light headed, the room fading to black. Slowly, the world began to fade away. Bits and pieces of my life began to flash before my eyes, I smiled. My younger years began to play before me. I was once so innocent, so pure. Images of my sister, my parents, my friends, and my ex-boyfriend flashed before me. Their smiling faces, their laughs, my memories with them, it all burned in my brain. I didn't mind though, they were good memories. They were all before everything had gone wrong... Before I grew up. Eventually, the good times had to end. Even though I could see it before my eyes (literally), I still couldn't pinpoint where it had all gone wrong. I still couldn't pick out, who or what, had begun my last few years of endless suffering. Before I could ponder any longer, I was brought to the point last point in my life, my last memory before things turned to nothing. I could see myself staring in the mirror, a blank expression on my face. My thoughts became fuzzy, my vision had blurred, then, the world went black.