I was just a healthy 13 year old with a family who didn't care of what I did. My mother gave me away to a mysterious women. She was tall, had dark dark brown hair and was Offaly thin. Her name was Rhonda. She put me into a large van filled with about 6 other girls my age in there. We were driven to a large mansion with 9 other girls inside as well, they were younger than me. From then we were all forced to lose weight, exercise sand only have 3 small meals a day. I'm now 18...I've been living here for years and I only eat 800 calories a day.... I've been brainwashed to thinking that skinny is better and that food with more than 100 calories was the enemy. I need help...

This is a true story about how I dealt with my self-induced anorexia. (It's a short story so I split it up by making each paragraph one chapter. Sorry, I haven't used Wattpad in a while.)

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