Ivy's pov
— Fall of 2013 —
As I was sitting on the couch while on my phone, my aunt sat down next to me. She then looked down at my wrist and started putting her fingers around my wrist. "Do you not eat?" She said to me. I was shocked. "What no? I do." I replied back, "You shouldn't be able to fit your fingers around your wrist like that, you need to eat more honey" she said. "I know, I just don't feel hungry much and when I do, I forget to eat" half of me wanted to shame her back for being overweight, but I know society thinks that's different how would she feel if I just sat down beside her and started body-shaming her? I really do try to eat. I just forget to I am ashamed of how skinny I am. I am ashamed of my small wrists, and I am ashamed of how short I am. I wish I could fit in with my friends.
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Silenced
Non-FictionSilenced is a coming of age book about a young girl who lives with her mom and grandmother, and later on her grandmother dies, and it ends up being the start of a disaster, leading them to move in with her aunt and uncle. The book represents ocd, pt...
