Courage is having the power to stop pain.

Zoe's P.O.V.

Hi. My name is Zoey. People usually call me Zoe. I'm fourteen years old, and have brown, wavy with really curly locks mixed in, hair. I have bright mainly blue streaks in it. My eyes are violet, (I dunno why) and I have pierced ears. When I was little, I used to be very obese. I still think that I am. I have two siblings. Zane, (18 or so, he's a nindroid. Hard to tell how old he really is) and Crystal. (17)

My mother left us when I was eight, leaving us with only our father. Dad is a very busy person, and has very little time for us.

Every once in a while, mom will stop by to see us, but it's never a good time. Everyone's always frustrated and stressed.

My brother is in a band with four other boys. I've only met one of the members, Lloyd, but I believe the others names are Cole, Kai, and Jason. They call themselves the Ninjas of Awesomeness.


Today's the first day of school. Yippee. I hate school. I always get bullied. Ever since Pre-K. I still do.

I got ready, then looked at myself in a mirror. I was wearing skinny jeans, and an oversized tee. It was black, and had a skull on it. Since I cut, it was long sleeved. It had the look like it was layered, but it wasn't. My hair was in a side part, and my side bangs swept to the side. I had a light blush on, and very light eye shadow, making it look like slight smokey eyes. I sighed. I looked fat. I could've sworn that I had lost some weight over the summer, and yet...

I walked out, and could smell french toast. Zane must be cooking. I walked downstairs, and saw Crystal, Zane, and our dad.

"Morning, sis!" Zane said. I smiled. "Morning, guys!" I looked at Crystal. She was eyeing me. She was the only one who knew about my problems. Oh, and also Zane, but he thinks that I had stopped.

"Sure smells good, Zane." Crystal said. I gave her a look, and she gave me a pleading one. I knew what she meant. I sighed. I was going to regret this, but hey, it did smell good. I sat down, and took a bite. It tasted great. Dad couldn't cook to save his life, but when he did, we always gave it to my dog. Poor Storm.

Storm is my black German Shepherd/Husky/Sheep Dog. She had a white patch on her chest, and brown eyes. She's really strong, and really big. She's almost as tall as I am, and when on her hind legs, she's like, six feet.

(Basically my real dog)

Storm looked at us, hopeful. I smiled, and gave her a small piece. Zane smiled. "I am glad everyone likes it."

I decided to walk to school. Zane offered me a ride, but I refused. Crystal gave me a sad look. "Don't overdo it." She warned. I nodded.

As I was walking, I saw my only friend, Amanda Todd.

"Hey!" She said. I smiled. "Sup?" I asked.

"Nothing much. So, um..., are you still at it?" She asked. I rolled my eyes.

"How come every time you see me, you ask that?" I asked.

Amanda laughed. "Because I'm worried about you."

I scoffed. "And I'm worried about you. Come on, I know I cut, but I never go as deep as you."

We walked past an Emo looking boy.

Amanda sighed. "I know, but the bullying never gets better. At least for you, it did."

I stopped. "You really think that it got better?" I gave her a look. "Amanda, I cut, I get bullied, my sister is worried, and Zane think that I'm fine 'cause I lied to him, and-" I broke off. "I'm still anorexic."


So..., this story is about Anorexia Nervosa. Zoe goes to a ninja school in Ninjago. In case you were wondering.

Slightly OOC Cole, (For Emo-ish. Chill though, I love Cole, so I won't always make him Emo) And a few OC's.

Amanda Todd was a girl who got bullied. She committed suicide a few years ago.

All of those who are anorexic, just remember that you are beautiful. No matter what you think.