Kinda Ramble

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A small girl, nearly skin and bones. She's very pale and her skin is pretty dry. Her hair is slightly longer than her shoulders and is dark brown, almost black. The hair is greasy and blocks about half of her unsettlingly skinny face. Her lips are chapped and pale and her small nose is littered in freckles that seem to spill onto her cheeks as well. Her teary, red eyes are sunken into her already miserable looking face. But not nearly as sunken in as her stomach where above you can clearly see her ribs. Her black shorts hang loosely from her hips and her thighs are almost half the size of a normal teenage girl's. Her knee joint can be clearly seen as well as her shin bones. Hey body is littered in bruises of all variety from deep dark to almost healed. There is a big, fresh, bruise on the left side of her ribs, right where her heart would be. Also scattered over her body are cuts, some of which are still bleeding. Most of the cuts seem like they were made accidently or something similar but there were cuts on her arms and thighs that couldn't be mistaken as such. These cuts were clearly made from a razor blade. A few of the larger cuts made on her thighs and arms had drops of blood rolling down her limbs and falling onto the floor beneath her. Looking closer you can tell that the wounds spread across her body were only in places that could easily be hidden from the light of day by a simple long sleeve and pants. But what can't be hidden is the shining trails of recently fallen tears going down the poor girls face. The wounds on her body tell a million stories, but her expression tells you a billion more. Her expression seems to make you believe that her thoughts are filled with "Look what they did to me.." and "Do you still believe their lies? Do you still believe they're good people?"

Well... Do you?