Iconic Duo

Chapter Six

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Evelyn

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The soreness started to overwhelm my body.

This was different from when I first started to go extreme with ballet— the pain was aching and brutal. I watched a lot of videos on YouTube and saw that the after pain was good. Maybe there's a chance I'll finally get it right.

I'm the problem. Everyone thinks I'm the problem, and they're right.

I still had another hard day of working out. Just one more day and I will be done...I won't have to put my body under the influence it's needs to be better. I'm prefect.

Is that what you think? Look at yourself.

I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. My eyes had slight bags underneath it, my skin was pale, but I was skinny. I crawled out of bed and made way to the mirror to stand in front of it— to observe further.

I was in my Jersey t-shirt that crept past my thighs just a bit. My hands wandered down my body and I could feel myself; in the body everyone had wanted me in.

Maybe hope had been restored, maybe I was finally on the right track to overcome my dream, mayb–

The strong sharp pain in my stomach started to invade my body. It was a piercing pain that I couldn't take.

My hands immediately ran to my stomach trying to caress and calm the pain, but it wasn't working.

Whatever overcame my body was overpowering; I had no control over my own body and the pain that was settling in my stomach only got worse. My legs felt weak causing me to fall on my knees then soon all fours to try to hold myself up from falling on my face.

I started to scream and gag, my body knew what I needed. It was like this was meant to happen.

My mouth started to pour vomit onto the carpet, I couldn't stop it, but the pain was finally going away. At last I had finally found my breakage.

Once I was finally done pouring out my stomach and it was at ease; I let out a long and punctual sigh of satisfaction.

I turned around and looked at the mirror.

I was horrified. I looked–

Was this even me...

My own reflection.. I barely recognized myself as I looked in the mirror for the second time.

Me. My own self an intruder to her reflection. Pale, ill, the hair on my head that was once beautiful was thin and unhealthy,my skin showing nothing but bone. I was dying just by the sight of myself. But skinny.

It all comes with a price.

I screamed really loud not even breaking another thought.

My body jolted up from bed. I was in cold sweat and gasping for breath, my hands tightened around the thin sheets of my bed.

It was just a nightmare. A nightmare that felt too real. It had all felt like I was living the nightmare. My eyes scrambled to the alarm clock that was sitting on my nightstand next to my bed.