SAD AND DEPRESSED
REBECCA
It's been three days since I've been in my room, locking myself away from my family and the world. Unable to eat or drink anything. The pain was still there right in my heart, not making any attempt to leave.
I was pale and obviously so lean, my reflection in the mirror was scary and disgusting to me that I had to break every mirror in my room and bathroom to avoid looking at myself.
Scott, Annabel, Robert, even Cayden, Roberts's mate, and my parents have been worried sick about me, unable to understand why the sudden change in my attitude, cause I've refused to say anything to them.
What happened on my birthday was still a mystery to them. One by one they always came to knock on my door to check if I was still alive or dead.
I knew I don't h
