I hadn't ate that much in my entire life.
The fear that overtook my body was like a starving child who's last meal was 500 years ago. I stuffed cookies and chips and anything that I could find down my throat.
Nice job Cassie! Being a fatass when you were supposed to be working on your project!
I take out my notebook to start the first journal entry:
[ My goal of this journal is weight loss.
This topic seems petty but I refuse to let myself believe that I shouldn't do it.
The main part of this goal shall be to lose 5 pounds and see where it goes from there.
Thank you.
Tonight I ate a lot of food. So that means tonight was a fail, how fantastic. I will do better tomorrow.
-Cass ]
I hope I don't fail this project.
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I didn't sleep well at all that night. I was tossing and turning and nightmares of what was to come occurred. I finally gave up trying to sleep and did what every person should do when they're upset: make ramen.
Cassie, stop. Remember your diet?
I stop in my doorway and sadly waddle back to my bed.
Ramen is love, but I'm not failing the one assignment my shit school gave me.
I change into the clothes I had laid out and sit on the edge of my bed.
What do I do now?
A thought travels through my brain and I pull out the notebook.
[ I have 2 hours before I have to start getting ready for school. I promise today that I will only eat health food, and if I don't I have to say a flirty comment to Brad.
I want to lose the 5 lbs. I'm 5' 2" and I weigh 135. 130 sounds really nice. A lot prettier than 135.
I will finish with updates at the end of today.
-Cass ]
I close the notebook, satisfied with myself.
I have to lose this goddamn weight.
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Walking to school has always been a boring, monotonous pain in the ass, until Kaden. Throughout the whole walk to school we talked about music and he introduced me to his favorite band, Careless Cavalier.
Honestly I had never heard of them, but they sounded pretty damn cool. Cavalier basically means to be careless so technically their band is called Careless Careless.
How funny that is
I tap my pen to the rhythm of my thoughts.
I wonder how long it will take to lose five pounds... Hopefully a couple months so I have a lot to write about...
My stomach grumbles snapping me out of thought.
How long until lunch? 15 fucking minutes I NEED FOOD NOW
I sigh and continue tapping my pen.
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Okay I'm seriously so sorry I haven't updated in so long just I've been having life things but I know that is no excuse. I've been super excited to see that people are reading! I honestly thought no one would but wow this is fantastic! I know this is fucking short but I have more and probably will do a double update tonight!
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