There once was a girl who never ate

Chapter one

Cassie was never the one to complain about anything. She had her moments but she was simply a "normal" 17 year old girl.  To everyone, it seemed like she was happy. But she lived a very different way to most. Casandra, did not eat.

She did a lot of running every Moring before college. classes started at 11 O'clock every Monday to Thursday. She'd get up at 9 and run for an hour, have a shower and then eat half an apple. Of course, this seems like a healthy way to be. exercising is good for you. but when you don't eat. its deadly. Cassie was dying, very slowing, but she was killing herself.

She'd avoid weights to prevent her muscles becoming larger. Cassie wanted to weight nothing, skin and bone. She desired to look beautiful, and if beauty was not eating. She would take that any day.

Cassie tended to avoid most food too. She has always been a picky eater and she used that to her advantage most of the time. Not a lot of people questioned her weight loss or her new eating habits because no one cared enough. Her parents, her friends, no one noticed because they didn't want to notice. its simple.

If someone was to complement her beauty or how thin she was becoming. she'd have this wide tooth grin appear on her face. she couldn't stop it, it would just appear. she was almost proud of herself but it still wasn't good enough. The sun would reflect off her bright red, cherry flavoured lip-gloss as her smile stayed on her face like a mask.

"how do you do it?" Random classmates would ask.

Cassie's excuse was "lots of time spent at the gym and eating the right things"

she hadn't steeped foot in the gym once in her life. She would run in her room, in the one spot till she could taste blood pouring up her throat. she loved that taste, the taste of success. That was one thing that Cassie knew she was brilliant at. Lying. Pretending.

No one ever noticed her constant exercise because her parents were, simply, sex addicts that were too busy on top of each-other to notice that their daughter was killing herself right in front of them.

Everyone thought that she had a perfect face and a perfect body, the perfect parents. With a perfect house and a perfect set of friends. But all Cassie had was neglect from those "perfect" parents. In that "perfect" house that led her to hate herself.

What a perfect life, indeed.