Skinny*ON HOLD*

Skinny

All mistakes will be fixed in the final edit when I finish the book!

PROLOGUE:

"I didn't mean for it to get this bad. I thought that maybe if I stop eating for a few days and work out more I'd lose the weight and be happy. Now it's to a point where I'm not happy. I just want to be happy." I say to my therapist.

"How can you make yourself happy?" She asked. She knows the answer. Everyone does. Its not something that you have to say out loud, but people want to hear it because it's the "only way you're going to make yourself better." I've heard it a million times but for some reason, I want to tell Sarah.

"I'll be happy when the scale reads zero." I say. "I want everything about me to be zero. It's the only good number when looking at a scale or pants. It's perfect, and I need to be perfect."

"Cara, the scale will never read zero. It's impossible. If you keep purging and fasting, you'll end up killing yourself." Sarah says to me as if I don't already know.

"Sometimes being dead sounds better than being alive." I say before getting up and walking out the door. Sarah gasps at my words. I know before I even get to the elevator security will be there waiting to take me to the suicide watch ward.

As I leave Sarah's office, the door hits my elbow and sends a sharp pain to my body. Within hours I'll have a bruise there. Even if someone grabs me, I'll get a bruise. My skin is so frail, that it can't take anything. Taking showers even hurts, but I don't care as long as I'm getting thinner.