I've always been a heavy girl, I've wondered why many times, and I've even regretted eating as a child. But screw it I couldn't have known what I was creating for myself, Creating for the world to see anyways. Highschool these days include a lot of bullying. Me being a main victim, the fat kid. Of course I am the main target. If I was beautiful like them I'd bully me too. Their small waists and slim faces, beautiful eyes and tiny hips. I'd pay the world for that, just to be beautiful. But I'm the opposite, I have big hips and a huge waist, my eyes are baggy and have a weird brown colour Iris,my hair is fluffy but not in the way that's aesthetically pleasing and I'm all of the imperfections in the world put together. I hate myself, beyond belief, I don't understand why I'm even trying anymore.
( just a short introduction to the character)
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The diary of an anorexic teen
Teen Fiction⚠️Trigger warning for eating disorders ⚠️ Join 14 year old Layla in her journey to recover from her eating disorder. You'll discover what she's been through and continue on a journey with her to get better. If any information in this may be mislead...
