if only she had known how things would have gone that day, she would have skipped school.
or at least tried to, though it was more likely than not that her mother would have forced her to go anyways, not caring about the stomach aches that so often plagued her.
she found herself in the bathroom in the middle of class, listening to what could only be the sound of someone throwing up, and it didn't take her long to put two and two together.
but who could it be? which of the perfect bodies at her school was secretly imperfect, not as easily skinny as she so believed?
she stepped into an empty stall when she heard the toilet flush, trying to be as quiet as possible so that hopefully she wouldn't get caught. she only dared to take a quick peek out of the crack between the stall door and wall, her eyes widening when she saw who it was.
it was one of her own pretty friends, who she had always assumed was effortlessly skinny with the rest of the group. but now she had learned that her friend had a secret way to achieve her goals of perfection.
and she was willing to stoop however low she had to, in order to achieve the body she so desperately longed for.
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Kısa Hikayeif i was pretty, maybe life would be easy. but in order for me to be pretty, i need to be skinny. and to be skinny, i must starve. is this what they mean when they say that beauty is pain? || the sequel to the 2017 fiction awards winner, moonlight...
