Perfect

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normal POV
3 months passed
3 months without sandwiches at
lunch and
3 months without half my dinner
3 months before ana told me
that i was still as
fat as ever
and that my diet
needed improving

she told me this one morning
i got out of bed and plodded
down the stairs to have
breakfast

"wait!" ana said
as i lifted the
first spoonful
up to my mouth

"i just told you!
you still way to
fat!
i'm banning breakfast
it'll just make you fatter
then you already are
tip it down the sink
now! go on."

i stood up
and tipped my cereal
down the drain
watching as the milky whiteness
and the chunky orange
swirl away.

"good" she smiled.
"now, what would you
be willing to do
to be skinny?"

"anything"

"then your fat mouth
won't be needing
lunch then,
either"

by the time lunch came
i was
ravenous
and i was sick
of ana calling me fat

so i ran away from her
she didn't follow me
as i dreaded she would

instead
she just stood there
smiling
and saying
"you'll regret it when
you come back to me"

i ran but the only thing
i could think of was
food

i headed straight towards the vending machine

and keyed in D4, F7 and A8
crisps, milkshake and mnm's

i scoffed the food down
the best meal i'd had in weeks
feeling satisfied only a
moment
before i felt rage
i couldn't survive a day
i was weak
destined to be a whale
for eternity

i hurried back to ana
like an overfed dog
with its fat tail
between its obese legs

"i'm sorry ana
i'm worthless
i'm ugly
i'm fat
i should of listened to you
i should have done what you said
you're always right
and you always will be"

"i forgive you" ana said
"but we need to fix
your stomach
it's bulging
what have you eaten?
no, don't answer that
follow me"
i followed her to the toilets
And watched as she locked the
cubicle door
she lifted the toilet seat
and said
"throw up
put your finger at the back
of your throat
and gag,
getting rid of the fat
in your stomach"

i reluctantly poked
my finger
at the back of my throat

and immediately felt sick
i felt bile, burning up my throat
and as i gagged,
the acid from my stomach
slipped into the toilet
scarring my fingers
with acid

i stood up
as ana looked at me in disgust
"how much did you eat?" she said,
flushing the toilet, and
unlocking the door
"now clean yourself up
lunch is almost older
and we don't want anyone
thinking you've been
eating and throwing up"
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