her...

The past couple of days saw her health change incredibly. The bleeding intensified and the migranes refuse to subside. She fears that there is some form of eating disorder coming along nicely. Her old friend wants to move in much more quickly than before.

Her friends don't see it, but she is hiding. She notices more and more that her acting is becoming increasingly better. But time will tell. Tell her who her true friends are, and those who of those who have pledged their love will still be around.

She feels that her teachers are becoming increasingly aware of her state of mind, and that she is slowly deteriorating. Both mentally and physically. Her lack of sleep continues to show face during the times where she needs to be most alert. Things that catch her attention are usually the negative.

But something catches her eye. Friends she didn't think she had begin to provide support, and she realises that there might be support there for her. That people actually care.

But she can't talk about it. People ask questions, ask how she's doing, "fine" is usually the answer, but more and more she allows people to know that her head actually isn't where it should be. They offer help, but denies them, assuring the she will be fine in getting to where she needs to be.