Chapter 5

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⚠️ TW! ED! Please read at your own risk! ⚠️
Carly POV:

As we were all walking home, I was bombarded with my siblings telling me about their day. Let's just say, I'm glad they have genuine smiles on their faces and had such a good day. I never want them to go through what I'm going through. I love them too much.

After a bunch of school stories, them laughing and having fun, we finally reach home. I make sure that my siblings are set with a snack and if they are okay with me to go hang out in my room. None of them seem to mind since they are probably too tired to care so I went up.

Carefully shutting the door behind me, I walk infront of my tall length mirror and just stare. It's as if my body wasn't my body, and it had warped into a different shape. It's like she really opened my eyes and I see a whole different person in the mirror.

That's not Carly I see in the mirror. That's the 'fat b!tch' Emily was talking about.

But no matter how much it hurt me by staring, I kept going. My eyes wouldn't move from my body as I scanned every imperfection I have. I don't know how long I've been staring either but I know it must have been long because I hear the front door start to unlock.

"I'M HOME!" My mom shouts "AND I BROUGHT PIZZA, COME EAT."

Pizza sounds so good. But I'll have to turn it down. I can't gain anymore weight than I already have. I have to make a plan and in less than a few minutes.

It takes only a second, then the perfect plan comes to mind.

I go downstairs, trying to look tired and sluggish. Like I was ill.

"Hey mum, I feel so sick, I'm not really hungry."

"Oh my love, here take some water and go to bed." She replies, worry laced in her voice.

"Thanks mum, night. Night everyone."

"I'll check on you later, night my dear."

It worked. My plan worked. But it won't work everytime. It'll only work 75% of the time. I'll need a plan for almost every time. Using the same excuse, she's going to catch on. I don't want to burden her with it.

I take my phone and start a writing a few plans down.

'Perfect' I think. 'Now who will the pretty one at school?'

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So there she goes, along with her plan
All because of Emily and her clan.

She hopes she can be 'the prettiest' at last,
the happy, positive girl is now in the past.
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(A/N! Please ignore any spelling mistakes in any chapters, I work at night on this because my day is so action packed!)

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