Mia entered the innocent girls life.
Mia would help Ana to make their friend perfect.
If she would ever eat when she was told not to, Mia would help. That's all Mia wanted to do.
Help.
After the girl ate the pizza slice, Mia led her into the bathroom and sat her in front of the toilet.
'Two fingers is all you need. Two fingers down your throat, and it's like it never happened.'
The girl resisted at first.
She told Mia it was a wrong thing to do. But Mia was stubborn, she got what she wanted, and the girl threw up her previous meal.
It came to the point, where Ana and Mia's friend would use that little trick after any meal she had.
It seemed to help her become perfect, so why not?
One day, she was getting rid of her food into the toilet, just like Mia had showed, and someone outside the bathroom heard.
"Are you okay?" They asked.
"I'm fine." She lied, flushing the toilet.
"Are you sure? You've been going to the bathroom a lot after meals." The 'stranger' worried.
This 'stranger' wasn't all too strange though. She was the girls sister.
The girl flashed a fake smile to her sister, and walked into her own room.
Ana and Mia became very upset at their friend.
She didn't understand why, until they explained it. They told her if anyone found out about them, about Ana starving her and Mia making her throw up her meals, they wouldn't let her be perfect. They would make her eat. They would make her be... 'Fat'.
The girl didn't like that idea. The girl wanted to be perfect. Even if it meant stomach pains and constant shivers.
Even it meant that she would constantly feel dizzy. Or her vision would temporarily become blurry.
She didn't mind.
She was becoming perfect.
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Unreal Friends {Completed}
Poetry----- The girl got quieter. Her nights got longer. Her blades got bigger. Her sleeves got longer. Her meals got smaller. She became skinnier. No one Seemed To Notice. ----- There once was a teenager. She became friends with a few...
