The Starving Games

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As the blinds open my eyes flutter awake. "No please! Just let me sleep bloody hell mother." I shout at the unfamiliar lady and then scold her. While she just looks at me sympathetically. 

"She's only seventy pounds Lindsay. She's seventeen years old. The weight is extremely deadly. She isn't going to live unless you keep her here." The doctor tells my mother. The blond woman with brown oval eyes sobs again. "Shes my baby. I can take care of her. I can't believe it got this bad. She was living with her father she left me because I forced her to eat. Please, let me take her."  The doctor shakes his head and walks towards me. 

"Cora, do you remember what happened to you? What about your friends? Do you remember what made you get this bad? You blacked out during lesson. Your only seventy pounds. You don't have to tell us about the bet, Olivia already did," 

I look at the doctor and just stare at him. "Who the fuck are you? You don't know me. I will win these games and you won't freaking stop me. Unplug me. Now." 

He stares gaping at me. "What is your problem Cora?? You need help you are going to die!!" My mother cries out to me. "Shut up mom. At least I'd die pretty. "

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