Aria

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I plant both of my hands on my blocker hips,as I stare at myself in the full length mirror.
My oversized,size 16 ,justice jeans,squeezing the life out of my huge thighs.
My stubby toes poking out of my brown sandals.
The pink dress barely hiding my bulging stomach,hanging over my waistband.
No matter how hard I try to suck it in,I have to let go because I run out of breath.I huff a sigh at my reflection and smear the red lipstick my grandmother have me before she died.
My Boston Terrier,Cookie,looks up at me from the floor.I pick her up and hug her to my chest.
Cookie was my present from my parents after I got back from a retreat in a weight loss camp.
She's been there when I needed to just let it all out.I could take talk to her for hours and she wouldn't judge just stare at me through those big black eyes and crawl into my lap as I cried.
"Aria!" My mother screamed from downstairs. "We are leaving!"
Today was my freshman year of high school also know as the first day of horror.People won't be scared to give me there option in what they think of me.I have been home schooled my whole life,not that much contact with humans other than my doctors and my parents.
Mom thought it would be great if I went to school,since I lost fifteen pounds in the last two months.
She says it was my reward ,but it feels more like a punishment

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