It's time to go back to school and I actually now am just recovering from a eating disorder. My life's a mess and I've been having weird dreams and thoughts about my style, the people I meet, who I can trust, who I can't. But I haven't given up completely because I still got one more person I can ask about this.

Kandi's Phone:

Hey what's up? Sorry I haven't been in touch with you but I wanna talk about something important. 

*Out of phone*

My aunt recently bought me a new phone because unlike my dad she hates witches even the nice ones or the caretakers like my great-Grandpa. I'm in the car on my way to school waiting for a text back.

"Why are you so quiet?" My brother asks 

"Cuz, I'm thinking" I say

"About what?" My brother asks and I look out the car window

I see HIM, the only resource and my only help I have left. 

"I asked you a question, about what?" My brother asks again

"A demon...

"Ya, adios (bye)" My mom says

I quickly jump out the car, speed walking, then running.... and hug...

"It's been a while, hasn't it?" Nathaniel says

"Sure, depends how long you think a year and a half is" I say

"Wow, I told you to work out not undereat" He says and hugs me again

I try changing the topic even though I know he's trying to look after me.