Dream diary

Starving

So I finally told someone about not eating. I felt like now I could finally talk about it. So I finally open up to one of my friends bob. Bob was one of my friends that is a grade above me, he was a little bit on the dirty side (he is very sexual) so late last night I confessed what happened and how I stopped eating and he was terrible about it. He kept telling me how perfect his life was and how I needed to fuck off and get help. That night I cried myself to sleep. The next day was school, I got through period one fine I had my face in a really big frown for that period, then was geography. This is when I get to pass and stand beside Caleb In the hallway. So we each went into our separate classes and began working. When we were assigned work I asked my teacher if I could work in the hall so I grabbed my piece of paper and went into the hallway. I sat down and started working, the assignment was on my phone so I had it out in front of me. I was doing my work when my friend texts me. I go into iMessage and check the text. When I go to leave I catch a glimpse of bobs messages. I go through and read them again, torturing myself, tears rushing down my face. I put my head down resting on my knees. I stay in this position for about 10 minutes when I hear footsteps beside me. I look beside me up but it's all blurry, I forgot that I took my glasses off. So I reach down and put my glasses on looking towards the figure. Caleb. Caleb was sitting right beside me.

"are you okay?"

"No."

"What's wrong?"

"I told someone close to me that I don't eat and he just kept telling me how perfect his life was and how I should fuck off"

I give Caleb my phone and he reads the texts. He stands up then helps me up, pulling me into a soft hug. He goes into my class telling my teacher something, then returning to his class to do the same. When he finally comes out he opens his locker and gets his phone. He takes my hand and leads me to the ressorse centre.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"Not really"

"Sarah we should call the kids help phone, maybe someone can tell you what to do or just someone to listen"

I nod my head and dial the number. They pick up and so I tell them what happens. Caleb was amazing, he got me help, he held my hand the whole time, he was supportive, and I love him...