After dinner stell ran to the bathroom. She locked the door tightly and dropped to the ground. She shoved her head into her palms and cried. It felt horrible. I'm not what my parents wanted. I'm not the perfect girl. I'm massive.
Stell opened the cabinets and checked in every nook and cranny to find a scale. No luck. I know mom and dad have one. That should do.
Stell lifted up her shirt and look in her grandmas full length mirror. Ugly. Disgusting.
Stell layed down on the dingy tile floor and sobbed and rolled in her guilt. I'm horrible.
After watching old sitcom re runs for an hour, the three packed up and went home.
In the car , the tension was high. They all knew what had happened at dinner. For the first 20 minutes, silence. Not a peep or croak.
Finally stell worked up the courage to say, " am I fat?"
Both parents hesitated. "You.... you could lose some weight." Dad said.
"I just think that you're... big." Mom said, "too big."
Ohhh...... too big. I am a disappointment. A disgrace. I'm massive. Well then....
Stell though about it and bad thoughts pushed through.
The car went silent for the remaining car ride.
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Teen Fiction⚠️TW⚠️. EATING DISORDER, SUICIDE, SH MENTIONED!!! Also harsh language and string messages. Her life was never perfect. She was never perfect but perfect is what stell wanted. She wanted to be skinny and boney and small and petite. "Oh Ana, you...
