So...This a really angsty story. Is about depression, Ed's(eating disorders), Self-harm and death of a character. If you can't handle this, don't read, and If you need help send a message.
H-hello there.
I'm gonna tell you a story.
A story of a useless... fat... and depressed Canadian boy...
My story...
My name is Matthew Williams and I am 14 years old.
I have two- I mean...three siblings. Alfred, Amelia, and..M-Madeline, I can't even say her name without crying...She died a few months ago...I wonder...Why? Why Maddie? She was so perfect...It should have been me, not her...
I hate my life, b-but I know it is selfish...
I don't deserve to live, It should have been me. I don't have anything to fight for...Nobody cares about me, Maddie was my only friend, my only real friend.
Friends...Why do we need them? Maybe for have fun...for have someone to protect us...But, what happen is your "friend" is awful with you? I don't know...
But I meet someone who is really nice with me...But I am afraid that he leave too...I'm really scared...Because of that and because I might have the same thing that Maddie had...Ah, I really miss her. Maybe death is the best option...
I know a need help, but I don't want to bother...And, who would listen to me?
I-I'm so selfish right now...
I am starting getting hungry...that's bad.
In the past I use to eat like 3 pancakes with maple. How disgusting!
I eat a lot less than before, If I dare to eat more I will throw up. I hate my body... Amelia is soooo skinny, I want to be like her. Or maybe like Alfred, he is so strong...
They are very popular at school. Alfred has Arthur, And Amelia has Sakura...
I'm in love too, but he only see me as a friend, he likes another guy(I don't know who). At least he notices me...That's better than nothing, right? The people usually don't notice me...I don't blame them...I'm just a waste of time.
Oh...I just remember when I used to go out with my family or friends and eat pizza, ice cream and that stuff...Gross.
I can´t even think about pizza, so much calories...or a hamburger, my brother loves them. I hate them. I don't get it! How can he eat them?! They are so gross!
The last time I eat something like that was a long time ago, that make me somehow happy...
I need someone right now, I don't care who...I need someone...
The blade is close to my skin, I can almost feel it...But, I don't really want to, and also I do want to...I don't know what to do...
I just heard my brother calling me, I suppose I can't do it today...
So...I will write tomorrow, b-bye...