Roman's Morning

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Roman's POV
TW: self hate, calorie counting (Message me if I need to add more!)

I was on my phone when my mother knocks on the door. "Yes?" I call.

"Food is ready! Just checking if you were awake!" Then I hear her walk away.

I sigh, I'm always awake. I'm an insomniac. I get out of bed and I go to my desk. I get out my foundation. Then I look in the mirror looking at my body and the bags under my eyes. Then I look at my arms and legs. I had stretch marks all over myself. Then my bad thoughts start to come back about my body. I groan before putting on the foundation on.

After, I go to my closet/dresser and I get out a red t-shirt and I put it on, having been shirtless for the night. I grab a red hoodie with white sleeves, and I put it on. I sigh in relief that you can't see my stomach anymore. I then grab a pair of pants, switching them for the shorts I was wearing. I grab my socks and shoes, putting them on while putting my bag together. Then I head to the kitchen meeting my mom.

Once I get to the kitchen, I grab my plate, that had bacon, toast, and pancakes. I sit at the table and stare at the plate in disgust. 'Mabey i skip this meal and see what they have at school? That means telas calories which means less weight. We should go down in calories, we are already eating 200 calories per day. We don't need this food.' I nod and I get up putting the plate back where it was.

I grab my bag and head to the front door, opening it. "Bye mom!" I put on a happy facade. Then I walk out the door, heading to school, sighing softly.

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