monday; 116 lbs: it's been a full seven days and I haven't eaten anything. the only thing in my system is water.
tuesday; 114 lbs: i bumped into the new kid today at lunch. i was trying to make my way to the forest, when all my books fell including my journal where i write these weekly entry's. i felt my cheeks heat up as he handed me my things. just when i was about to leave, he stopped me and told me i looked tired and sickly. i told him i was sick with a cold; when i'm actually sick in my mind.
wednesday; 114 lbs: my dad hit me for skipping school for two days in a row. the school called both days and i didn't have an excuse. he told me i was a disgrace. i believed him.
thursday; 112 lbs: today during lunch i sat out in the rain. liam as i learned the new boy's name, gave me his jacket and sat next to me. neither of us talked.
friday; 110 lbs: i've been drinking water everyday to substitute for food. it's not working as well as i thought because i passed out in composition.
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lilac fields - payne
Novela Juvenilno definite time of how it became when empty spaces spoke of shame while laying in fields of purple lilac flowers were but a pretty memory. for atop the rainy and gloomy skies with no trace of butterflies we cried to spirits high above to fill our e...
