Bulimia

Chapter 001

I ran down the hall and entered the nearest women's restroom. I threw my bag on the floor of the stall and let the salty tears roll down my face. "Why me?" I asked myself. "I really need to lose weight." I can't stand being the fat girl anymore . I can't go on a diet. Those never work. I guess throwing up is my only option. My favorite option. Now that I knew how I was going to lose weight, I could go to class.

I wiped furiously at my tear stained cheeks, trying to dry them, and picked up my bag. "Are you fucking serious?" I muttered. On the bottom of my bag was a piece of toilet paper with poop on it. I flipped my bag so that the poop part was farther away from me. I walked out of the stall and looked at my keychain given to me by my mom. I was 3.

"Echo! C'mere and get your present!" Shouted my mom.

"Coming. Mommy!" I shouted back, trotting over to her.

"What'd you get me?" I asked, smiling.

"Well, I know how you've always wanted to go to Hawaii, so I got you this!" She said as she showed me a beautiful Hawaiian flower stuck to a nicely bordered piece of wood.

"Is it weal?" I asked.

"No, it's not. But it's special. This was mine from when I was little, my mom gave it to me. Now I'm giving it to you" she said with a heartwarming smile.

"Tank you mommy" I told her with a kiss and a hug.

I was snapped out of memory lane when I happened to bump into Allison Murray, y'know, that one girl that is rich and snobby and has her own clique.

"What the hell is your problem?!" She screeched. "Allison, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to-". "You got poop all over my brand new Bella Luxx tank top!" She yelled, emphasizing the word "poop". "Do you know how much money this cost my father? You better take this to the dry cleaners and bring it back by tomorrow or else I'm suing you" she said, pouting.

"You can't really sue me for accidentally smearing poop on your shirt" I told her. "Sure. 'Accidentally'. And shirt? It's a fucking tank top" she growled. "I'm sorry, okay? It's just some poop" I told her in my normal quiet voice. "You've got to be kidding me! Of course you'd think it were just "some poop"" she said, nostrils flaring. "You probably eat it!"

"I don't eat it" I told her, my voice wavering and my bottom lip trembling. "Sure. Keep telling yourself that, Echo." She told me before walking away from me.

~*~

"Aunt Veronica? I'm home!" I yelled, only to hear my echo through the house. "I guess not." I climbed up the stairs to my room and opened my door, I was greeted by Tina, my kitten. "Hey Tina" I whispered, smiling. She meowed back and rubbed her small head against my leg.

"Have you seen Aunt Veronica?" I asked her. She walked away and jumped onto my bed, then curled her small body into a ball. I smiled, kinda. I set down my bag and stepped outside into the hall. "I'll be back, Tina". I shut the door and ran down the hall, then quickly went down the stairs.

I grabbed some money from the money box..it had $16.00. "That's enough" I muttered and opened the front door. "Time to get my food..then puke" I said and hopped onto my bike.