IN TOO DEEP

THE DOOR IS CLOSED

"Am I doing the right thing?" I thought as I hovered above the rim of the toilet seat.

I was used to being called names, but when someone put a poster up that said, "Amy the Pig" with a picture of a pig with my face that was the last straw.

I made up my mind and pushed my pudgy index finger down my throat and hurled into the ceramic bowl.

I dry heaved a few times until I was sure I was empty, and then flushed down my mess.

My throat stung and my mouth tasted like vomit.

I unlocked the stall door and ran towards the sink area and rinsed my mouth furiously. "Never again." I mumbled in disgust.

If only I would of known that from that day on I would continue to force myself to vomit.

I wouldn't have done it and would have just walked away, but no I let my emotions take control.

No matter how many times I did this in my eyes I was still fat and unwanted by everyone. I didn't even have one friend!

No one ever spoke to me and I seemed as if I wore that hung around my neck that said, "Don't bother I am like locked and closed door, I will not tell you anything!"

I was invisible and off the radar.

I had all A's, never got in trouble, and kept to myself so no one got to know me. I was like a ghost in a house with millions of others. How are is anyone going to differ me from all the others.

Unfortunately for everyone I was a silent killer, I spread rumors about everyone to get even for the monster they turned me into.

I can never forgive any of them, especially not Zayn ,the jock, that put up the poster and did many more unspeakable things that pushed me into the vomiting.

I thought I would never have friends before I met a new kid named Harry.

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Beep! Beep! Beep! "Uhhh!" I grumbled," Another day of school and another day I am not dead.

Woo. Hoo." I jumped out of my warm bed onto the cold tile floor. Immediately I got chills.

I ran towards the bathroom and turned on the shower.

Once steam was beginning to rise I jumped in.

The warm water tickled my skin and my whole body seemed to warm up immediately. I loved this feeling, but I knew it wouldn't be long until the coldness creeped in.

After I finished cleaning myself up, I hoped out of the shower and wrapped myself in the fluffiest towel I could find.

I than pulled a scale out from under the sink and then dropped the towel and climes onto the scale.

It read 100 lbs.

Yes! I had finally reached my target weight, but to my dismay when I looked in the mirror I was still fat as ever. A single tear fell down my cheek in both fury and sadness.

I slowly got dressed and ready for school because my morning had been ruined by looking the mirror.

I looked at the clock and realized I was late for school so had run to my 1st class. "What a way to start my day!"

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SORRY IF THIS CHAPTER IS SHORT AND IS THE WORST THING YOU HAVE EVER READ IN YOUR ENTIRE LIFE! THIS IS MY FIRST STORY THAT IS NOT FOR MY ENGLISH CLASS!!! 😄😃😀😊☺😉 ENJOY!

P.S. NO OFFENSE TO ANYONE WHO IS BULIMIC OUT THERE, I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT'S LIKE. REMEMBER IN MY EYES EVERYONE IS PRETTY AND SPECIAL. THERE IS BO REASON YOU SHOULD TRY TO FIT INTO SOMEONE ELSE'S THOUGHT OF PRETTY. EVERYONE IS UNIQUE AND IMPORTANT! LOVE YOU ALL!!!