Book SNEAK PEAK

It's no secret that I'm absolutely ecstatic about writing this current book of mine. My aim is to write it about a girl struggling with mental issues, based off of real events that I have seen in lives around me.  Enjoy!
1. Ghosting away from the faded gaggle of chatty girls, the ones who never saw her. She seeped into the gray of the concrete, slugging along in the cracks, a statue of stone etched out of milky white bone. Crumbs made a trail after her, the entrails of chicken nugget bits and chocolate chips. She imagined she were a goddess, a bronze tiger brushing through the reeds. Tiger stripes, a map of angry red lines leading to nowhere. Her feet pressed upon the hot white tiles, all her secrets stored within  the haunted, echoing walls. A rusty mirror cracked at her ragged figure, stony eyes sunken in, an ever-prescent ghost of a smile about her thin, cracked lips. Red glowing beads peered into her head, thoughts threatening to break into two. She brushed a hand against the sinks, the water pooling at her feet, cloudy mists lingering in the musty old air. Fairy's dust sprinkled in the ground, a golden luster leading into a stall confining the the shouting and frantic numbers. Mechanical, glint of silver to her milk white pallor. Screw groaned as she bent over, her plain volcano face drowned by toilet water. A quartet of wriggling worms, eager to slide down her throat. Creamed corn, still warm as a hearth, launched a farewell dance into the air. Then, PLOP! flushed into the deep indigo oblivion. Color stained her fingers and mouth crimson with both guilt and pleasure. An angry red shriek sounded, and she waltzed out into the wilderness, slipping into a bubbly crowd of feigned innocence. Oh, Lenny.