Mia

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I am only watching TV for two minutes and I hear Mia. "Hi Emily. I am back. You haven't eaten much today have you?" I shake my head.

"Well then why don't you just go into the kitchen and have-" "No Mia. I can't eat. Ana said so. She said I can't eat. If I don't eat I will be thin in no time." I say stubbornly and cross my arms.

"Well Emily. Let me tell you something. Ana is trying to hurt you sweetie. You should eat." She whispers into my ear. "And you're trying to tell that you're not trying to hurt me, Mia?!" I shout angrily. "No no no sweetie. Calm down. This is all Ana's fault. She is making you angry. I have to run now. Help yourself to anything you want. You know you want to. You deserve it." She whispers and disappears.

Maybe she's right. Maybe I

do deserve some food. I walk into the kitchen and take some crackers. I begin eating them. I want some bread. I take the bread out of the cupboard and butter it. Half way through my third slice I begin eating some chocolate and some ice cream. Cereal. Cake. Chocolate. Cheese. I stop. I look down at my body. My disgusting legs, my full stomach and my fatty arms. I cry. Thousands of tiny salty water droplets trickling down my face.

I race upstairs to the bathroom and tie my hair up. I purge up all my food. I undress and weigh myself. I have gained a pound. I am disgusting. I didn't deserve that food. Why did I even listen to Mia? I am so stupid. I put my clothes back on and go into my bedroom.

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 15, 2013 ⏰

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