I feel like a balloon from the soup. I look pregnant. But I have to get sleep tonight because tomorrow marks the beginning of MidTerms week.
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"AJ!! WAKE UP!!" My mother shouts while banging on the wall of my room. Ughhhh. Here comes stuDYING and stress and failing tests. Greatttt. I quickly get dressed and head out the door to get to my first test.
After each two tests, the whole grade gets a lunch break, so I chose to sit with my friend, Amanda, and some of her friends. Lunch. In the cafeteria. That's where my eating disorder jump started and ruined my life.... and I'm going back to that room. The very table, matter of fact.
"Hey! AJ, I bought you something." Amanda shouts across the lunch room, indicating towards me.
Once I approach her, she hands me a granola bar and a snapple. It's not even a diet one. "I'm not too hungry." She rolls her eyes. "Maybe not, but you're the smart one, so you need fuel, this fuel comes from calories, and calories come from food. Now, sit your ass down and eat." Amanda smiles innocently.
I slowly unwrap my Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough Quest Bar and place it in my mouth. Chew 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8. Drink. Swallow. Chew 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8. Drink. Swallow. I repeat this process until all my food vanishes. Thankfully.
I walk home once the day is over so that I can finally relax.
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