I sat out side my house wondering what it would be like with my mom still here? what if she didn't die? what would i be doing right now? I miss her dearly and i wish my best friend was still here to give me advice.
She died two years ago.. This is when i started to look at my diet and want to change everything about it. I thought i was disgusting and i wanted to change immediately. my mothers death influenced me to get a hold of my fat ass and move it forward into a healthier life style.
If she had not died i have no idea if i would be dancing still. i miss that. not being able to dance anymore has made me more depressed and now my minds empty.
I hate that aspect of it.
I get up off my porch and walk into the house to get a glass of water, my father sitting at the table typing away, giving me a glance.
"You ok Jimin? you don't look too good, a little paler than usual." he gives me a worried look pushing his lap tops top down a bit.
"I'm fine dad." I drink my water in one gulp and start heading to the stairs, my vision was a bit blurred and everything started to slowly go into a shade of blue.
Then every thing went fuzzy and went black.
I had fainted.
oat// I'm sorry for the really short chapters 0:
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Tangerine // Yoonmin
Fanfiction❝Just one bite?❞ A story where Park jimin has a disorder called Anorexia, His weight was always his number one priority. That is intill he showed up. ⚠️WARNING⚠️ This story touches on sensitive subjects, read at ur own risk 🔎
