My phone starts to ring, and I pick it up casually while pausing my anime.
"Hello?"
"Hey Kenna."
I recognize Weston's voice. "Oh hey."
"Do you want to come Trick or Treating with me tomorrow?"
I know I'm a sophomore, but who can pass off Halloween?
"Of course."
"Okay Kenna, see you at school tomorrow."
He hangs up.
...
My mom calls me upstairs for dinner, her long blonde hair swaying while she hands me my Fettuccine Alfredo.
I bring it downstairs-as nobody is eating together anyways.
I continue my anime while eating my supper.
The anime is called Fullmetal Alchemist. Weston had showed it to me. It's not my kind of genre, but I want something to talk about with him. I try to finish the anime before Halloween tomorrow. I notice that female characters have perfect thin bodies. I wish I had that.
The longer I stare at her tiny tummy and perfect legs, I can feel how fat I am. The bulge on my stomach is somehow growing, and I suddenly feel hot and sweaty.
I just ate fettuccine alfredo. So much pasta, so much cream. I grab my iPod, and I search on fitness pal for info.
"...."
850 calories.
There is no way that I am ever going to be thin.
I stand up from my sitting place and my computer, and I hurry towards the mirror. The voices tell me
Fat
Fat
Fat
Fat
Ugly
Fat
Fat
Fat
Stupid
The longer I look, the more I hear. The longer I look, the more I believe.
I grab my stomach, and squeeze violently.
It hurts.
But I deserve it.
I'm so fat.
Oh my god.
My heart is pounding, I can feel it through my body. I'm throbbing with adrenaline as I run to the bathroom.
Olivia coaxes my hair gently as I stick three fingers down my throat.
"We made a pact." she whispers.
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Mirror Mirror
RandomKenna has issues with self image. She has problems with her biological father, step father, grandmother, and of course mother. And at the same time, she's struggling with identity, along with a boyfriend and peers. She begins to question, and she be...
