Ashey purdy how did you know?

Ashley purdy how did you know chapter 3

It was time for dinner great, meaning I’m going to have to find an excuse to get out of eating. Let’s see what can I use? I’m ill? No I used that one yesterday. I’ve already ate? Nope that wouldn’t work I’ve been in all day. My ballet teachers want me back there for last minute practises for the show.? Yes that would work.

It would work because Lauren the ballet teacher had given the lead of Swan Lake to me. So off course I was practising all day everyday which mom didn’t mind she wanted me to be good at ballet to become proper women.

“Emily dinner!” Came my mother’s voice, I walked down the stairs and was greeted by the sight of a cooked dinner. Most of you probably would have had your stomach growl or something of the sort. Well mine didn’t it. The smell and sight of food now repulsed me.

I smiled at my mother she was a very woman and for that I was envious of her. She was 5ft 11” with long black hair that came down to the middle of her back. Her pale white skin looked almost like snow. Her pale blue eyes were like diamonds. My father is a very lucky man.

“Mom I have got to go see Lauren for some last minute practices, Is that okay?” My mom smiled at me, she was so proud that I was a ballerina she couldn’t be because she had very brittle legs. She passed her ambitions onto me. So you can imagine how happy she was when I got the lead.

“Of course darling take as long as you need we can’t have you falling behind now can we?” I smiled and nodded at her while grabbing a jacket and walking outside. Instead of going to the ballet studio because it  was closed I went to my old school’s track field I always came here to exercise.

I started up my iPod and Chelsea smile came on I started to run. While I was running I thought about everything all the stress of having to stay on top of ballet, and keeping my weight down. I kept running and running till I drained myself of all my energy I slowed myself to a stop.

I looked at my watch it said that I was midnight. Most of your parents would probably be worrying right now but mine won’t be. Do you want to know why? It’s because my dad is to engrossed in work to notice I’m there and my mom wants me to be a ballerina that badly that I could stay there all night.

I sighed and started the long way home. When I got in I was spent I saved my mom a small smile before going up too my room.

I changed into my night clothes not before looking at my wall that had things like “fat” “unworthy” “pig” “cow” and many other things. In the middle of it was the letter I had of my ballet teachers instructing me too lose five pounds.

When I’d done that I looked at myself in the mirror I was so fat and so useless after I was finished analysing my fat I went to bed and had dreams off where I was there skinniest girl In the world.