"You're so fucking fat, bitch."
This is the reason for her starving herself everyday.
"Go to hell."
This is the reason for her cutting every night.
"You're so ugly."
This is the reason for her never looking in a mirror and scratching her face out with her razor sharp nails when she does.
"Nobody likes you."
This is the reason for her losing trust in everybody.
She doesn't know how to deal with them. Yet her family simply says she's being a brat.
She doesn't break down. She turns to her source of release, performing arts. She has a strong passion for dancing, and music.
She often dances in her room as her form of release. Her old pair of shoes have been worn out to the point where holes are evident. Those were only two years of using them.
She is a professional dancer. She doesn't see it because her "friends" keep telling her she can't dance. Truth be told, they've never even seen her dance. How do they judge her if they have never seen her dance? They can't. They're pathetic liars who are threatened by her flawless skills and qualities.
Anna pirouettes thrice, throws in a leap and lands in a beautiful fifth position finish.
That's who she is. A dancer by heart.
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