Dear Ana,
You kneeled down in front of the toilet and I watched you shove your fingers to the back of your throat.
You sounded like you were choking and you kept sobbing as the sandwich came back up out of your stomach.
Why do you do this to yourself?
You're not fat.
You're too skinny.
You used to be so beautiful and now you look like a skeleton.
Is it bad that I still think you're more beautiful than me?
You will always be more beautiful than me sissy. You are so pretty sissy.
-Love Daisy
YOU ARE READING
Dear Ana,
Short StoryA story in which a little girl writes letters to her older sister with anorexia. (This is my first attempt at a letter story. This is the first time I came up with the courage to post my work. Please give me feedback on how you feel about this.) *Co...
