Aries
"Just shut up, idiot!" I yelled. I was so tired of the insults. Just because he was rich didn't mean he had the right to be a stuck-up brat about it.
"You're just mad 'cause you can't get higher than a B on the math test." Octans sneered. I felt my anger bubble up inside me, threatening to spill over and combust. I wasn't my fault I didn't do good. My dad barely cared about the house, leaving me to take care of everything. I've been switching between part-time jobs to support us, which meant I barely had any time to focus on my studies.
"What? Still trying to figure out what I said with that tiny brain of yours?"
That did it.
Later, I didn't remember much except for beating the crap out of Octans, and then being restrained. After that, they questioned me.
"Why'd you do it?"
"The idiot deserved it. He's always making fun of me."
"Aries. This is the twelfth time in a month you've been getting into fights. Because of this, and your anger issues, the school board has decided to send you to Astrolia Hospital.
"You ain't sending me anywhere."
"Do we need to get you there by force?"
I sighed. Octans would get what he deserved one day.
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Taurus
I stepped onto the scale, glancing at the number.
The scale flashed, a haunting 97 glowing back to me on the shiny screen. I groaned. I was fat. Too fat.
I stepped off the scale and walked over to my full-length mirror. My reflection stared at me, every bit of the ugliness I expected standing out. My hair, a limp, scraggly mess. My eyes, they held a sad, broken look to them. My body was a thin, gaunt thing, arms hanging loosely at my sides.
"Taurus! It's time for breakfast." My mother called. I sighed, giving myself one last glance in the mirror. As I started to step away, my reflection suddenly changed, it's face, no, my face, twisting into a scowl. Its hands, my hands, reaching through the smooth glass and grabbing onto my hair, pulling me forwards.
"And where'd you think you're going?" My reflection sneered, looking me over. "You act like everyone's just going to let you go off like that, you fat, ugly thing?! You're nothing but a disgrace to society, fat ass. Stop eating so much!"
I broke down into tears, stumbling away from the mirror, the illusion fading away as I did so. No, that wasn't an illusion. It was real life. My reflection was right. I needed to stop eating so much. I needed to lose weight.
I stumbled into the bathroom, my hand reaching into my mouth. My fingers felt around, until it finally found what it wanted. I pressed down, triggering the gag reflex, and throwing up as I did so. I repeated this, throwing up whatever was left in my stomach.
I began to black out, hearing my mother shout one last thing as I did so.
"Taurus! Taurus? Taurus, we need to go! Your school counselors are worried about you, I'm taking you to Astrolia hospital!"
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Gemini
Wake up, sleepyhead. Gena yelled.
"Shut up," I groaned, but it was too late. I sat up, rubbing the sleep from my eyes.
It's already 10. You should be eating breakfast by now. Gena said sternly.
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No One's Perfect (A Zodiac Story)
General FictionAries has anger issues. Taurus is anorexic. Gemini is diagnosed with DID. Cancer is depressed. Leo's a kleptomaniac. Virgo suffers from OCD. Libra has severe anxiety. Scorpio ran away one too many times. Sagittarius has ADHD. Capricorn's a workaholi...
