I sat at the dinner table my heart pounded. I couldn't decide the best way to get out of eating.
"Just say you aren't feeling well, that way you can eat a little and throw it up," I heard a quiet voice whisper. It made me jump. Either way though I listened. As my family of six sat down next to me at the dinner table I slowly divided all the food and cut it into tiny slices. I chewed piece by piece for long periods of time. I was already full after a couple bites and a glass of water.
"Good for you! See you don't need to eat! Just say your full put your plate by the sink and go upstairs," I followed her instructions again and walked up to my bedroom. I shut the door and plopped onto my bed with my phone.
"Who are you? What do u want with me?!" I asked the voice in my head,
"Oh dear Annabelle you should no. I mean it is your fault I am here. But I guess I can still tell you. I am Ana, otherwise known as Anorexia or as my full name, Anorexia Nervosa. I am here to help you! All those times people said you looked good was lies I am always honest though, I will always tell you if you are eating to much or look fat. You must listen to me though because I can punish you. I will make you stick your fingers down your throat so you throw up, or I can always bring a razor down against your skin. But you don't need that to happen. Also your welcome," I felt overwhelmed, I was anorexic. No I wasn't anorexic I was a slave. I was not optioned into this but forced but I was already in her trap. I was just another one of Ana's little slaves...
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That was the first chapter of Ana's little slave I know it was short! Comment what you think please I need feedback!!!
Love, Jenna
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I woke up the next morning extremely hungry. I was in a daze, I couldn't understand why I was awake so abnormally early. I am the type of girl who will sleep in till 12:30, but today I woke up before the sun was even out. But I decided to deal with it because the hunger was eating away at me.
I crawled out of my bed and walked out of my bedroom. I rubbed my eyes as I walked down the steps. I reached the bottom step and felt the sudden urge to walk back up. I heard Ana's voice again then, I tried my hardest to ignore it.
"Don't ignore me Annabelle! Listen to me, walk up and down the stairs 50 more times if you want even the slightest bit of food! Go!" I was so hungry, so I listened. I trudged up and down the staircase 50 times. Finally I was done. My head pounded and my throat killed. I made my way to the kitchen and began to dig through the fully stocked refrigerator. I reached toward the back and grabbed the apple juice. I set it in the center of the granite kitchen table and went over to the cabinets to grab a cup.
"BAM!"
I turned around and saw the apple juice lay on the ground. My heart pounded as Ana yelled at me,
"APPLE JUICE??? Are you kidding me? Apple juice has sugar! Sugar adds extra calories! That's it put that cup away now!" I started trembling this wasn't supposed to happen. Ana wasn't supposed to wreck my life! She was going to fix it.
"You promised!" I yelled out loud at the imaginary voice, "You promised that you wouldn't treat me like everyone else did! You said you would fix my life!" Tears began streaming down my eyes. I pressed my back against the wall and fell to the ground. I felt the sticky apple juice below me and knew that if I didn't clean it up I would be in even more trouble.
"I am helping you Annabelle, do you think anyone else would have stopped you from having all those extra calories? Do you think anyone else wants you to be skinny and beautiful? They don't want you to be better than them, I on the other hand want you to be beautiful, just listen to my instructions," Ana's voice soothed me. I relaxed and stood up, "Now clean up this mess Annabelle it's a chance to workout. After I will let you have an apple and some water," I did what she asked and got what she promised. The apple made me feel full after a couple bites. Ana didn't like me having the 50 calories from the apple so she told me that today I could look forward to my first purge. And even though she said it wouldn't b bad I was as nervous as hell...
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Ana's Little Slave
Teen FictionAnnabelle is an Anorexic. Everyday is another day she has to fight to live through. Everyday she cuts herself as a way to escape her pain. Everyday Ana talks to her. Everyday she loses more an more weight. She feels herself slowly dying away. Everyd...